Invictus OUT of the night that covers me, | |
Black as the Pit from pole to pole, | |
I thank whatever gods may be | |
For my unconquerable soul. | |
In the fell clutch of circumstance | 5 |
I have not winced nor cried aloud. | |
Under the bludgeonings of chance | |
My head is bloody, but unbowed. | |
Beyond this place of wrath and tears | |
Looms but the Horror of the shade, | 10 |
And yet the menace of the years | |
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. | |
It matters not how strait the gate, | |
How charged with punishments the scroll, | |
I am the master of my fate: | 15 |
I am the captain of my soul. I've been going through a lot these days, its as if I just want to close my eyes wish that when I open it, everything will be back to normal. I just want to stare at nothingness, talk less and cry more. But I know it won't change anything.... Apart from all the things that is happening in my life right now, I'm still glad to have my family, Marianne and Chumyness by my side. |
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Need to be Strong
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