July 31, 2015

The sight of the finish line

✞  Imagine you have this tool that fixes everything in your broken life. But one day the so called magical tool breaks beyond repair. 
✞  She gazes at the purple veins under her perfect and beautiful white skin. A true life saver.
✞  The tears keep pouring harder than the rain outside. It's a blurry curtain between now and the end. All hope is gone and has been replaced by despair. Imagining this is the end, but not wanting to accept defeat. God must have a bitter sense of humor.

"Hush little dreamer, the bearer of light has come to set you free! Now, little dreamer, at last you can sigh, 'cause the nightmares will be released..."