ruined!

The parlour in me used to be just fine, fair even. Now, within seconds, air of regrettion and darkness started to filled every space available.

Is this the wound that can be used in an contributing away? I don’t know, seriously.

Humans are so vulnerable. What can I depend on?

God.

There used to be a link between. I tried to fix it but ruined it.

My hands, bring in regrettion forevermore. When will there be a chance when all the walls in the parlour are filled with shining light, and act as a model for others? When will that be?

Well, I care no more about those surroundings. It ruined my whiteness yet I care for it. No more, I say, no more.

I need to stand upright and wait with Acts. There is a need to restrict self from the seductive surrounding. Here, I am wearing a body that does not belongs to me. I have a responsibility to use it in a worthy and righteous. For what was seconds or minutes away is the past, I take no more of it with me anymore. I should burst the surrounding, but not to give space for it in my small heart.

My hear is small, it only belongs to God.

I am not a good man, vulnerable though. Trust me only when you are willing, not being forceful about it.