Bat For A Heart

The car was silent, with raindrops making a collective turds on the car, the old wipers are out of place, radio turn off while the AC blasted full on in this cold weather. It is indeed a depressing week, with the torrential rain almost everyday, I began to think if everything that I stand for was right, if I've made the right decisions, doubts that clouded my action yet I was reminded again that I used to be great, fearless and competent, but not now.

I'm still hung up over the fact that I've fallen so far, without realising if what i've done in the past was correct, was I coached right? Was I wrong to voice out? Was I at fault at all? All these questions plagued me, darkens my soul and invade my mind that there's only one thing left to do : to give an ultimatum to myself.

Ironic, as I was passing by reminders and memories everyday that I've done so much with actual things that happen, with in your face results, yet still, I have fallen so far that i've reach rock bottom to even realise and open my heart to accept the flow. The flow that follows, never questions and never ending waiting. It seems I've made up my mind, but the questions lies: Will I see it through?