I hate Mondays

I hate Mondays!
I knew that I should be grateful all the time
Hence, it's hard to force something  you couldn't feel.
Mondays remind me about the insurmountable routines,
tons of paperworks, and challenging people in a weary land.

Sometimes, I would invalidate my feelings
like what they murmur in my ears,
"you are just ungrateful with what you have"
and thousand reasons that I coundn't  bear.
How would  I react if others tell me what to do?

Mondays made me realized
that this isn't the path I wanted to pursue.
I don't want to waste sleepless nights,
doing the same thing all over again.
I hate myself for letting this commitments
outgrown my passion and joy.

Mondays make me to crave for more of this,
How ironic it is that during this withered days
I would search for this, for quiet moment...
Where I can pour out what's inside my soul.
Where I can found meaning and purpose.
Where I can connect my reality and enjoy its simplicity.

Mondays! Oh Mondays!

Published by Merrel Ya

A lady who has been pondering her hope into Christ, inhaling His grace, and enjoying the beauty of life. Writing about life, asking God about "kuliglig sa kanyang dibdib."

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