Let thy bad memories burn.
-mtc 2025

As the pile of coconut leaves set to fire,
Our hearts began to cry,
Tears of hope and joy,
A new goal we desire.

In the midst of solitude,
My mind is as loud as the beat of my heart,
I can feel my blood gushing through my every veins,
It feels like it's burning, so warm.

It's burning but I'm not,
The warmth from the fire comforts me,
It's like His arms wrapped on me,
Oh, how I would love to stay...

I wish I could, but I can't;
The world will not stop spinning around for me,
Life must go on as they say,
Regardless if I want to live or sleep.

May the fire continue to ignite,
May the fire be enough to light up the sky,
May the fire reveal what's been kept in the dark,
May the fire cleanse my soul...

May the Lord renew my heart.