A Troubled Warrior
There was once a warrior, who is filled with love, joy and hope. He always find good things in everything he do. He always see the brighter side of life. He have fought some trials and have conquered some battles.But underneath his armor, he’s still only human.
Deep inside his heart he is troubled, he is afraid, he is weak.People do sometimes stumble and fall, and the right thing to do is stand up and continue their lives.But sometimes, you don’t feel like standing up, you just want to seat for a while and rest. Rest from all your anxieties. But on his case, he dont want to stand up anymore. He’s tired. He’s confused. He’s depressed. With all these emotions,in his situation right now, he don’t know what to do.He don’t know where to go. He don’t know who to talk to.He just cried.
As tears run through his face, all that he can think of is to run away from everything. Go somewhere peaceful, quiet and serene. He’s already tired of the materialistic world that he’s in. He cannot carry his cross anymore, its already too much for him. But he cannot blame anyone else. He’s the one who made that cross. He made it heavier everytime he made wrong decisions.Everytime he made wrong turns.His burden has been never this difficult to bear, and he gave up.
Despite of all the good people that surrounds him, of all the light they are giving, the warrior did not survived, he lost the battle of his life.
