A Miracle
090207 0727AM

I am lost, and I don’t know what I have lost. It’s like I am not the same old me and as if I am lost in some kind of vacuum of space. Just like a place of unknown, lifeless place where nothing can be done to be retrieved.

Maybe I will have to wait for a miracle or something else to restart my fire back again. I can only hope and hope and pray I will be given back my old self again. A ‘miracle’. But than again as time pass by and at the same time as my life goes by, I know I can never be the same again.

So to let my sorrow pass by and my heart to cool down, I can only write this to console myself. To keep me away from this harsh reality of sickness.