The Broken Soul

 The night could fall every second into the darkness and the light never come back. Everywhere they go to the moonlight, every second it becomes a puzzle in the heart of light. A never-ending story about the light and the dark. Should the fall accompany the bright night and day to take away the soul? Breathless is never difficult if all the words of negative thinking are gone far away. It should not become vivid in the dreams of the darkness and the lights. Someday, the never-ending thinking routed the guardian to enchant the time become straight away from the horizon in the sky. What would you do if never accepted by others? It was not your choice or determination. It is not influenced you to behave you have the right value to share and offer help to others. And the light burns into the part of the darkness when it meets the right feeling to hide all the weakness in front of others. Give the right feeling or not it is not a burden story about you. You have justice to write down all the words to remember every movement. It is better to tell and record with your own words. Do not think too much. It only hurts your memory to remember. Something greater memory augments your record to thinking not slowly but not swiftly. Only to catch never-ending thinking in the darkness and the light.

When you see there is no one else to help with your broken soul, finding the light at the end of darkness. The routine activity could erase all the fear in one moment. This story does not become very subject or object to normalize the day, but it is one of the aids to release all the broken soul of thinking. The light is walking to the sky drawing the soul to ameliorate all the parts of the soul. Sort with the light one and end with the heavy one. The sound is not always offending the light and the darkness, maybe it is merely through the soul with the scar. The question is why does the soul stores all the scars and not erase all the scars with the enlightened happy memory. Sometimes the time can move the words with precious beautiful warm words. The sound will cut into a piece tone and deploy into the surrounding air and never come back. No fire after that, only ash to locate how the burning soul is being done by the time. Decline with all their light and the darkness. Recount the broken puzzle in the heart with no exception why the light.