OFW Struggles Hopes and Dreams

Life is a continuous feeling wherein something you work for it to be happy in terms of your soul.

I wanted life that's comfortable enough for me, my ambitions and love.

Even with my deepest soul I knew too well that all of these were just a stairs to heaven.

It was such a feeling of developing your inner self to the people who liked to dig deeper and deeper until you cannot fathom the deepest evil in you.

We soon fall asleep in each other’s arms, knowing to myself that I captured her, like a prisoner in a cage.

The sparkling light inside of me multiplied billion times, hoping something beautiful will come along the way.

Never in my imagination had I felt so close to my feelings and thoughts.

I developed my personality to acquire freedom to do the things that I could learn somehow.

The negative thoughts inside my head blown into a multiple rays of hope for my goals in life; adding some motivated aspects of my ambition triggered my inner sanctum to prolong the basic human emotions.

Battling through poverty was not my forte, and I didn't have the inkling of eluding them.

They explored me high enough as mountain climbers reached the mountain tops.