PROMISE

THE LONG WALKS WILL TELL YOU, THAT THE WORLD IS NO LONGER SAFE..

IT WOULD ALMOST ALWAYS GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO DREAD, SOMEONE TO RUN FROM.

THE KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR IS NOWHERE IN SIGHT..

NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU..

IT TAKES SOME TIME FOR YOU TO REALIZE THAT THE STRUGGLE IS OVER..

YOUR BATTLES WITH THEM HAVE GIVEN YOU NOTHING BUT BRUISES..

YOU SMILE TO YOURSELF AND ADMIT YOUR DEFEAT..

YOU PRAY FOR A PASSING THAT WOULD BE PAINLESS..

OFCOURSE YOU DONT EXPECT THEM TO BE ANSWERED..

YOU WILL NEVER GO THE PREFERRED WAY..

HERE IN THIS ROOM WHILE YOU LIE AND AWAIT YOUR DEMISE,

YOU THINK OF SALVATION AND HOPE IN YOUR HEART THAT EVERYTHINGS TRUE..

THAT OUTSIDE THIS DYING BODY IS A PLACE THAT  YOU HOPED TO BE..

A PLACE WHERE ALL PAIN CAN BE FORGOTTEN..

NO LONGER WILL YOU RUN, NO LONGER WILL YOU BE AFRAID..

FOR EACH TEAR YOU HAVE SHED, A SMILE WOULD BE THE GIFT..

THAT PLACE WHERE ALL YOUR SUFFERINGS WOULD BE REWARDED, AND THE PROMISE TO BE EXALTED..