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Russian Roulette
Here I am in my fortress
Alone in quietude
Surrounded by the walls that I built
The sky is blinding
But all I see is darkness
Feeling the emptiness
As I walk to the edge of my death pit
Preoccupied with nothing but self pity
Overflowing fears and uncertainties
My head was spinning
The Russian roulette had just begun
I heard silent laughters from afar
Deafening murmurs of my past
My body became weak
As I wait for my bullet of fate
I closed my eyes, I have submitted myself to hell
Just then a small sound of cry
Snapped me back into reality
Before this sky scrapers witness my downfall
Or before I pulled the trigger
Of the deadly weapon in my hands
Now I'm hearing voices
The loving heartbeat of people who matter
Their battlecries becoming clear
I was awakened, soaked in cold waters
New hopes reborn, renewed
From this day forward
As I stand on the pedestal
With the sun as my witness
And God as my strength
Never will I give anyone again the satisfaction of my destruction
Written by: Maria Nemy Lou Rocio
Photo credit : Jane Lyn Dupingay