Undiscovered...

He walked alone on the beach, not looking for a destination.

He saw a black hole ahead of him, and that was as far as he could see.

He had lost everything and everyone.

Lost his mind, heart and soul, lost his purpose in life.

For love had taken over him, and then, taken him down.

He didn't feel anything, not the wind gushing through his hair, not even the little pebbles hurting the sole of his feet.

Not even the sun cascading down his veins, as he walked out from the darkness.

He thought, This is it! This is how it's going to end!

He always thought he was doomed for deception and betrayal..

Because no matter how hard he'd tried, it'd never seemed to be enough.

And this time, it was his life at stake.

And as she drove a stake right through his faith, he felt his heart bleeding.

His heart, that once bled love, now bled endless disappointment, wrath and despair.

He just wished that this had been just a dream and that he'd wake up to see her face again.

He kept blinking his eyes to make it all go away, but all of that in vain.

He didn't know where to go, who to summon, where to seek aid for this pain.

His eyes were losing the vision to see hope again.

His hands were losing the grip of his future where he might hold someone's hand again.

His feet were losing the strength to tread the path of love one more time.

And his heart, well, she took it away with her cowardice, infidelity and pseudo passion.

He had to put an end to it, put an end to this agony.

He wanted to reach out to that black hole ahead of him and get lost in it forever.

Yes, that was it, his cul-de-sac!He knew what he had to do now. His purpose in life was death.

Just when he reached the porch of the devil's haven,

He ran into another soul, a soul dressed in white.

With lips redder than roses and tresses darker than the night.

Her eyes deeper than the ocean, and her smile, sweeter than a child's chuckle.

It was like a little pinch that took him out of his trance for a few moments.

He'd caused that angel to trip, one that took him a while to realize, but he apologized right away then.

He helped her get back on her feet, get the sand off her face, off her hands.

He apologized again, said, I'm sorry.

And just when he was about to walk away from her, she said, "Don't be, Life is too Short."

She giggled, looked back, got a glimpse of him, and then, faded away.

He started walking towards the blue waters.

He was on a mission. He started thinking again. Of how he'd loved and lost.

How he had let himself down.

As he proceeded to feel bitterness towards his existence.

He suddenly felt it. A tiny feeling of hope, an expectation, from himself.

Something had just changed, in him.

It was not her, maybe it was, but it was what she said.

For he didn't feel that apologetic anymore.

He didn't feel like giving up everything over one little drop of poison.

He saw himself drawing back his steps from the deadlock.

He thought of the angel. A sighing smile dawned upon his lips.

He realized. This is not the end, this is just the beginning, as his soul, his life are yet undiscovered.

He retreated, now wanting to reach a safe haven.
Wanting to make the most of this truncated life in him.
Somewhere, with the intentions of finding that girl, to thank her.

Was she real, or an angel, but one thing he knew, she was Godsend indeed.
And from what we heard of him, he lived.

It's funny how a stranger can turn your life upside down, and how another one can just make it alright.

Inspired by:

"Remember, Red, Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things. And no good thing ever dies."  

These words were said by the character of Andy Dufresne in the movie The Shawshank Redemption, to his prison inmate, Redding (Red) with whom he had spent 20 years behind bars. Andy was admired for his never-say-never spirit, by everyone who came into contact with him in the prison. After all, he had the patience for 20 years, and the hope that he will get out of there one day. And, he did.