Grant Me, Please.

This is traumatic, devastating and untimately, all my fault.

I knew I was carrying a heavy responsibility and nothing permits procrastination. I knew I was to be on my own and practically no one could lend a helping hand. I knew it was a time for me to learn to be independent and to give my utmost best. Apparently, I did not put what I knew into action and am deeply remorseful for what has happened as a result.

"You should not be worried about what has happened but rather what you can do to it."

Denis is right. Increasingly, I feel myself as a person who can think better, especially after this agonising episode. I am not going to play on my wits too much, neither am I going to act as if nothing has happened. This painful lesson has made a scar too deep in me, to the point where I feel I can break down any time.

You will be my reminder. You will guide me words and actions. You will tell me what I ought and ought not to do. You know my two new principles in life. You, please help me. It has come to a point when only You know me best and can offer me the support I need.

One more chance, that is what I need. Just one more, to prove my worth, to tell myself that this time I was a playing kid who went too far.

All I need is just this another opportunity to be granted.