A river stream imprinting the sides of a hard rock… A powerful roar rupturing the silence of a cold night… A sun rising through the surrounded mischievous black clouds… A merciful breath feeding slaughtered lungs…A relief incoming a crying heart… A smile is being drawn on a miserable face… Those were what an eye could ever see… in her… The bravery that shined through her eyes and the strength that was detonated by her actions were nothing but an affirmation to what was distinguished… a survivor, she was… Nevertheless… Digging deeper…beyond that cover… into that place… where the unspoken is heard… where the naked truth is tortured by the echo of reprimand… where secrets have no characterization… where every wrap is uncovered… She knew… She was cracked into million pieces….. Hunted by a past she wants to erase… The shadow of what went before keeps whispering in her ears all the time… cracking the ground under each step she's tying to take forward… Although it is simple to forget that specific event, it is never easy to forget the impact of that one decision and the consequences that were resulted … It distorted her life once and for all… in every aspect of her life…And will keep going on the same rhythm… She will live her life, knowing that it is impossible to turn back the time … to that precise moment, and change the turning point into another… She will live her life, knowing that things would've been different… not in a better way, or worse… But different... She will keep going on… knowing that she will be hunted till eternity… not because she is the son of the devil … or an angel sent from God above… it's because she has taken a decision… not a destructive decision… or a harmless one… Only a decision… She will wake up in every morning, knowing that the image which is seen by others is a big lie… and the remained cracks will never be put together… and if that miraculously had happened, the lines that once separated them will still exist… The cracks will never be whole again… * Again… It is something I felt to write down… not related to me as a person…
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from Jordan
said:Just wanted to speak out my mind and not anybody else's mind :D:D:D:D
from Egypt
said:I get so frustrated when it hits me...i can't change events..can't erase what messed up my life and unfortunatly can't fix what is cracked in me.
So..i insist to turn igliness into beauty,i give more hoping to wake the dead and straighten the crooked..yet again..more cracks occures and more non erasable events happen..
foolish ha?!!
Amazingly put dear fantasia..amazingly put.
from Jordan
said:where do you guys get these stuff? its amazing!
from Jordan
said:Hey girl .. how are you , how is marrige going on ??! walla ishta2tilik , sadik aw la tosadik been on my mind days ago .. yalla u found me ...
from Jordan
said:thank you ya gameel ... mish mohim , il mohim inik mnee7a o mabsoota o was able to move on with ur life .. CHEERZ PEACH*
from Jordan
said:its been so long, since last time, reading something new for you, and its my first time here in your new blog, im v. happy you could write again, that tells a lot.
if u visit my blog you will notice i haven't written since ages, keep going , i feel you have will-power to do something great and live in peace without letting anyone hurts u.
cheers
from Jordan
said:RAMADAN KAREEM YA KOKO *
WISH BLESSING OF THIS MONTH SURROUND YOU FROM EVERY WHERE ..
mAIS*
from Jordan
said:Kul 3am o enti be 5air,
mubarak 3alaikee eshahar.
BTW: feinek ya wlieh me5tefieh wala eih :D
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from Jordan
WOW, that's what I call creative:
"and if that miraculously had happened, the lines that once separated them will still exist… The cracks will never be whole again…", 3njad extraordinary sweetheart and true about cracks, :(
By the way, ro7i reyadiyeh, if the blogging sphere sounds so perfect (http://backtojerusalem.jeeran.com/archive/2007/8/288955.html) I would still speak out my mind and spit out my personal experiences, doesn't really matter if my life is not perfect, it might be imperfect only in my perception, I'm the one who lives with me, and if the poor me is not ok, I have to fix it, others deal with me and vanish, plus, the ME needs some reliefe so it can live to see 30 ;)