Oh I know, there are far worse people out there than me, and you know I say that every day when I get out of bed and can barely walk. It keeps me going, knowing that I am not the only one suffering and how sad is that! And I am so aware of the fact that this world is going to be like a waste wrapped in a hand basket, and that you are tired too of handling this basket full of crap. The ignorance and destruction from mankind is astonishing indeed. I am completely surprised you haven't thrown your arms up in the air and walked away from us all, so far. If it was me, I would have done so a long time ago. I guess that's the difference between you and me.
Can you make me feel loved? Or am I incapable of falling in love? Am I so difficult to be loved?
Can you please help me see a way out of this mess?
Can you hold my hand and stay forever?
Hey God, are you there?
It's just me, Ila.
And I promise to always listen to you if only you can take away some of my pain. I am feeling so hurt. I promise to speak to you always and forever. And forever is just the beginning. And you know you love me. So, with all the faith collected in my heart over the years, I look at the sky to hear from you at last. Will the sky answer? xoxo