Submissions by bonnysse

They always told me,
It’s hard to find what you don’t know you’re looking for
But overtime I’ve realized it’s much harder to find what’s hidden inside of yourself.

That moment when your heart is troubled with all the worries of the uncertain future.
Wondering what you’d do with your life, or whether you’re doing the right thing.

It gets even harder when you’re back at home, at night, in your room, doors closed and you’re all alone—far away from your friends and the voices start pouring in:- “but what are you doing with your life?”, “What if today where...

None of this makes sense.  
Not a thing has ever made sense      
We just never posed a bit to notice.          
                     
And the more we try to find a meaning in all of this, the more we get lost in this maze—  
Chasing our own tails forever.                      
                     
For this thing is way bigger than us—
Way beyond our comprehension    
And we don’t even know what we don’t even know.

There’s moments I wish the night wouldn’t end.
Like, I wish it’d last forever.

‘Cause in the night,
when everything and everyone is quiet, I get to be myself.

I get the feeling that I belong.
That I’m not consuming space
that doesn’t belong to me.

And then I can breathe.
For the night always gets me.
It tells me, you’re safe here.

And I believe it too..

Peace to me is hope. A little faith, that there’s something out there-bigger than me.

A GOD, who knows all I’m going through and has this solid plan for me. That I’ll be safe, in HIS arms, the ONE that governs it all.

Even when my whole world is turned upside down. And it all doesn’t make sense. Even then—especially then. It’s that faith..

That means all the peace to me.

I was there and then I wasn’t. It was everywhere and nowhere. I had it, I know I had it, but then I lost it. All I was left with were the fragments of its wonderful memories, its beautiful sceneries and lands of limitless possibilities.

I was peddling but my bike kept moving backwards. Clocks slayed time…time was dead as long as it was being clicked off by little wheels, only when the clock stopped did time come to life.

The world was upside down, the sky seemed so close. I could feel the earth spinning as I watched the little dance of the stars. I searched for it...