In one's life

It seems there's always something missing
there's always something wrong
there's always something misplaced
Life would've been a lot better
If this were that and that were this
But reality just wouldn't allow things
to be exactly how we want them to be

In one's life
There will surely be some things to desperately long for
Some things that that one should learn to accept, to understand,
and be patient with

I just hope that
in my three decades of continuously living and breathing in my corner of the world
I have already earned enough wisdom
To teach me to face each day
emotionally and intellectually, in their right proportions
To help me figure out when to let go
and, most importantly, when not to

15 March 2006; 2:30 am

Tired and sleepy after the day's work
Weary of being bored
I let this ever growing ennui weigh down on me
And as I lay on my bed
With the lights left on once again
Sleep fails to engulf all my senses
My disturbed mind leaves me half-awake

Slowly, in quiet resignation
I let the piercing truth escape my mind
In total freedom, I felt it take its natural course
And as it cut through my heart
I suddenly break into tears.......