the unsolved puzzle.

i'm smiling as i type, because somebody lighted up the rest of my night. thank you.



life is a path lined with rough rocks. it ain't easy to stroll down the path. there are bound to be obstacles. times that you fall and your knees are scraped and bleeding. times that you rise from the falls and heed the wounds. and there are times that you stand tall and look back, looking at how far you've come. looking at the amount of blood, sweat and tears shed and what they were shed for. it's amazing to realize what are the things you put in effort for, trying to make it all right, the things that you care for. and also to find out the many times that things didn't go your way, didn't go as planned. perhaps, it's fate. maybe, that rocky path was there all the while, you are just walking down a one-way street. or maybe, you can create your own path.

i don't know.

but i know something. if you don't try, you never know it might be possible. just try. make it your best shot. and someday, you might just create the path you wanted all along.




i tried. so hard that i'm tired.
then i wonder. perhaps, it's really fate.


only time will tell, or has it been told?


am i fated to fall and never stand up again??