The Day I Lost Part of My Soul

This is an imcomplete piece I wrote with ease...enjoy reading! Will update my blog with photos soon...have a lil' patience. :)


by z_l3nG


I knew what was coming my way, but not in the exact detail. No, I wasn’t aware of what I should expect to happen in a precise manner. It was almost like the end of the world for deep down inside, I was sinking fast, just the way Titanic did, without knowing how fate would treat me after I sank for good.

I can’t tell you what the weather was like that day, I didn’t get a chance to view the sky or see the sun, no, not that day, for I was too occupied with the very same thing, at the very same spot.

But I can tell you this, I wasn’t sweating at all, but a bit soaked though. It wasn’t the rain or water that wetted my cheek, lips, T-shirt and all the way to the pants, it was my tears and a good amount of it that just wouldn’t stop coming. Those tears were like rain water gushing through a wide stream after a torrential rain.

My mind, it was in a battle; a fight between me and myself. There’d be a sudden bombing, then it’d become so silent I could hear my own breath. Suddenly, I’d hear gunshots and people screaming out so loud, it was deafening. It was most sorrowful and chaotic. There were just too many information to process in my mind that everything got jumbled up. My brain somehow malfunctioned.

I, however, didn’t forget to pray. I was praying with all my might like I was competing for the Gold Medal in the Olympics. I’d not stop praying for even a single second. It was the only day in my life I got so diligent.

I was torn between letting go and not to let go. How could I ever want to let go of a person I cared most in my life? A person who was always there for me, who was more than a best friend.


My world became so silent I could hear my own heartbeat, pumping so hard that if you listen very attentively, you’d hear it too.

Now, I can only wish...