A Cup of Love

Vision

Every day is a battle. To wake up. To get up from the bed, and to start a new day.
And then you do it all over again the next day.
You're watching your life pass by on a TV screen.
Like an unending process. An infinity of a mediocre life.
"When will it end?" you ask yourself.

You pray for your family, your career, your life, but they don't change. Nothing is happening.
Is someone even listening?
In a sea of people, you lose yourself trying to find the answers.

My heart is full of agony and pain.
My thoughts are screaming. My prayers, left unanswered.
This is a confusing journey. You expect to end up disappointed.
I'm slowly losing hope. I'm on the end of the rope, at the edge of the cliff, in the brink of jumping.
Does anyone care about me?

I'm falling to the abyss of uncertainties. In doubt of endless impossibilities of the unknown future.
I barely breathe.
This is toxic. It's exhausting when you live without a purpose.
Existing is tiring. It's easier to quit and give up, than to keep on moving forward.

If only I can find something that will spike my spirit. Something that will fuel fire in my empty heart.
Just one thing.
One thing to make me feel alive.
To give me faith, an assurance that it is worth it to live.

Now, I'm willing to take risks.
To find the purpose behind life's meaning.
To find hope that will catapult me into believing there is more for me.
Beyond the clouds of uncertainties, I'm ready to find the truth that will set me free.
This hope is alive. It is the truth that sets me free from the bondage of monotonous life, a truth so loud that I can't help but hear it. There's no other choice but to obey.

I can see it.
There's no turning back.
The worst has come to pass.
It's time to be brave and face the truth.
The promise is real.
I'm risking it, I'm ready to find life in the ordinary.
To accept that there is something greater.
That a miracle is waiting to happen at the end of the road.
It is here.
Today.
Now.