Temmydiary

 As I still in the brim of many waters I paddle my canoe alone for in the in this quest, I am all alone, a lone ranger no one wish to sail with me no one cares how far, lonely, risky and heart broken it could be, No, no one No, not a single soul cares They say my burdens are too big for a luggage, friends finds fault to turn their backs on me family found reasons for an excuse light found reasons for darkness everything and everyone sees reasons and than an answer no courage speaks in my lonely strife. My journey began with no little sail, I was like a ship in the middle of nowhere  fountains seems too high and valleys too deep I had no point to turn to, I lost my compass direction. At 27C my sun couldn't dry a clothe my thunderstorm couldn't wash away my pains oh! my bitterness lingers so wide I feel hopeless in my state but now I remember a legend whose story is similar to mine he said he found peace in his trouble times and rest from his burden, hope in weariness I still po...

 Speak to my loneliness, I am a burden to Peace a slave to slandering and slander a patriotic prisoner to silence and resilience, I lay waste in the island of fault I spill guilt like the gush of blood I feel labelled in destitution of guilt oh my price tag so little, my bitterness has brought me to zero. I am lone, lone to bore my grief I feel like the "oh wretched man that I am, who will deliver me from this burden of death" Is there hope for a man, to find a solid place to stand? In my dry and weary land.., my question goes long and long I couldn't find a reasonable answer. In my deep concise, my heart slung to a realization, I remembered a one time old old story once said centuries ago, how I was bore by a legend, who once said, "Come to me when, you're weary and" I'll give you hope when you're hurting, I'll give you rest from your burden. he said, he's a man with story a story of grief, pain, rejection betrayal and loneliness' a stor...