Light in the Darkness Ilar Rhielle A.

It happened like it never had. It all happened fast and slow. I remember the moment like it was yesterday, when it was merely months ago. I sat with my parents in their silent room. “I didn’t know what came over me” I said, I regretted many decisions but this decision I regretted the most. My mother and father embraced me, silencing me of my guilt for just a while.

They spoke to me, tried to reach into the heart I shut out of my system. Why do it? Why allow myself to succumb into the nothingness all for something so trivial? I didn’t know why I did it. My mind was in the depths of the sea, like an anchor to a ship, keeping me in the same spot with no direction, no clue, just isolation. They wanted to reach me. They didn’t want to see me sink into the depths so they pulled me up, pulled me into their embrace, telling me that I am not their burden.

They assured me with all they could, with all their power did they wish for me not to drown myself in the same darkness that I had let swallow me whole. I listened tentatively to the words that they said. I allowed this light to illuminate the dark shadows that were never uplifted until now. Every rusted word I sent, they always polished it brand new, making sure all my words were heard. No matter how small a word is, they will read it nonetheless

And then we’ve finally concluded our meaningful exchange. It really was needed. I really needed to hear what I have been missing for who knows how long. They changed the way I view myself and they changed the meaning in my life for the very better.