Walking Home

It’s been a while since I’ve written something here.

I just want to let some things out.

Last night, I walked home after a gathering.

It took me more than an hour before I arrived at the house.

Why?

Something came up.

I gave way to a request.

Was it a request, or an order?

I complied.

Only to find out something.

Painful.

I was hoping the pain in my heart would transfer to my legs.

Futile eh?

When I got home, there was a black-out.

No electricity, and it was dark all over the place.

My house mates ain’t home yet.

I just broke down, and cried myself out.

Good timing.

“Turn to me, and have mercy on me, for I am wasted and afflicted. The troubles of my heart are enlarged; bring me out of my distresses. Look on my affliction and my pain, and forgive all my sins. Look on my enemies; for they are many; and they hate me with cruel hatred. Keep my soul, and deliver me; let me not be ashamed, for I put my trust in You. Let purity and uprightness keep me; for I wait on You.” (Psa 25:16-21)