Christmas Eve,
I witnessed my mind bombed to ground, as
I saw the rubble, debris in horror, suddenly
I frozen everything is gone, everything is gone, and
I lost sights of everything, my pillars, my principles.
Christmas Day,
I wandered in indefinite space and time, how about
I circled in circles and circles, unstoppably
I echoed and echoed the hurtful truths, uncontrollably
I continued indefinitely in time and space.
Boxing Day,
I mustered with all my might the scarce bit left in me, there
I stood upon the debris of my broken mind and heart, and
I scouted out the most important for my mind and heart, whether in
Bits and pieces of strength or will, or
Fragments and remnants of faith or love, and painfully
I, with just the scarce bit left in me, accompanied by
My friends' kindness, encouragement and moral support, so
I begun the daunting task of putting together, as fitable as can be
All the many many bits and pieces, fragments and remnants, and
Frame them back into my mind and heart.
Work in progress, and will take lots of love and uncertainties, that
They may never be the same again, but
At least better than lay waste in ruins.
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