My Brightest Moon

I, Crestell Vier Foronda-student novelist, desires to be a prominent Photojournalist.

I felt no excitement when I was introduced in this World; where, you were tasked to search for a cruciality and purposes of your life. I was delivered without my consent, I was produced and forced to be a researcher of a journey I never asked to have.

Prevailance from my hindrances doesn't signifies freedom; shrinkage of my warfares lightens the bruises, scars was marked on soft textured skin and penetrates towards my heart.

It seems like running away from unawareness ;trying not to look to blinding light-light that depicts reality-light that makes us fool, even though it provides assurance.

Everything was crazy, until I met someone who smashed this bulb for me; it's completely different. Cold breeze held my warmth, therapeutic silence made me embrace these uncertainties. Unfortunately, when he smashed it-he left me. Alone in the darkness. Alone where we built dreams together.