fiat lux


Your fingers traced my mouth – as if it never spoke of lies.
You say my name with mercy, dismissing the echo of all the hideous crimes it carries.
Your eyes saw the beauty in me, oblivious of my grotesque past, my dark history.

You accepted the monsters I can never unlove, the howling beasts I can never tame.
You carried the weight of all my nightmares.

Today, you put your head on my chest and listen.
Your ears searching for the screaming demons I protected all these years.

And finally you whispered,
“These demons you should let go now, my love.
They dont belong in your soul.
They belong to the universe,
where angels can destroy them.”

In that moment, I found grace.
I found grace.


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Jona Alday

A corporate slave who finds joy in motivating and leading people but ultimately yearns for weekends and plotted vacation leaves. An Engineering graduate who HATES Math. An acrophobic who conquers mountains. A lover of sleepy towns, dawn, poetry, pancit canton and cats.

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