When the Sky Tells a Memory

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We are those pain that attack the vein within. And yet, we still fight them all to proof, they are not the reason we’d fall. We create such of peacful and reset the plans, cause we know it’s too early to stop the journey.

For what happen in the front, we keep in believing, for what happen after all of these, our flag is still ascending and rising — higher.

It’s a code that we learn… learn not to give in. The world seems too cruel and not fair, but living beneath of hesitation is wasting time.

We need to be stronger because some other days, we’ll find ourselves falling down and get such breathless. Yet, we know how to survive under the obstacles.

I do understand on how putting myself when they’re bringing me down. That I close my ears and knocking my mouth through the attempts… they’re attempting to make me dead from the inside.

No words to explain, sometimes being silence is the best way to shut them out. No time for debating, no time for fighting against them orally.

We are true pain that feel such emotion to cry out loud. But we are human who is swapping tears with our own wise smiles. When no one’s taking care, we know how to care to ourselves.

We are scars, the witness of how we respect life. When we understand the pain is too deep within, we realize that the feeling is torturing heart so wildly. And we choose to make friend, due to we are getting tired of being hater.

Despite of living under animosity, we can turn up this anger to be such of serenity. We forgive to continue life, we forgive to cut the hatred chain off.

Because one day, the dark sky will be shining bright. All hopes that have been lost will be reborn soon. And the sky begins telling us the dreams, dreams that was used to ruined away.

And because we are human being, falling and rising are the part of life. Now we know those tragedies when we entered it in. We were giving up, we were hurt, we were sinking away. That the time is ticking passed by, we learn to accept the reality… a reality which againts our desire.

No more regrets, we are creating plots to be friend. No more tears due to we know how to wape it on the face.

This is an excahange. We used to put ourselves within darkness; blinding any side, blurring the future, and living beneath extramley anxious. That we are memory — seeking the truth to be wiser than ever. We respect things by forgiving — forgiving ourselves. As we realize that the evil might darken wishes… at all.

But dark is not really that bad. When we failed to fight them away, let’s give this another try by making friend of these negativity emotion. We know how to turn ourselves to be on where we are. As days are coming back in the early morning, let’s set it again; dreams, wishes, and life.

Probably, tomorrow is an answer.

Probably, tomorrow is a come back.

Maybe tomorrow is a reborn. We believe this dark will be lighting away by sunrise.

And a calmness which deserves to keep in is, a serenity rainbow — coloring the entire day above.

To be a man, we know… we know how to act without leaving pain to the others.

To be a man, we are meant to live behind of scars.

A truly man, will stop moaning due to we’ve understood this pain well more than them.

Because of being human is what God meant to us. Then we’re ready to take it, we’re ready to leave it. That we are meant to keep it, we will lose everything as well.

This is how we begin to greet each other, this is a goodbye to be a memory in the end. Those people will go abandoning us, they will tell our story… a memory.

No more, no more left.

— Breaking Reza