Emptiness. It’s what I feel whenever I’m alone. I try to color my life with rainbow but this vacuum leaves me longing and wanting for more. I devour like it’s an addiction I must satisfy. Alas, it dissipates and I’m empty once more.
Madness. Everyday I fight for my sanity. I wake up mechanically as mind and body collide. What is out there? What is my place in this world? What will become of me? At the back of my head I worry about these questions. We are all afraid but we embark upon it alone. I look for answers and it becomes my obsession.
Hopefulness. All other things are uncertain except for that one thing I hold dear. My God, my God, my God! My faith in God. I pray that I don’t lose this hope. My one and only hope.
Happiness. By simply loving and being loved. It is the greatest feeling in the world whether mental, physical, spiritual. I am affirmed and appreciated. I am given meaning and reason for my existence. My faith in God is mirrored through my love. My love for you and my love who is you. This is my love of happiness and happiness of love.
And because of my love I am no longer empty but contented. This madness of mine becomes a delightful endeavor. My hope remains to be my hope so I can keep this gift of happiness.
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