religion.

i no longer dare to talk about religion; be it formally nor casually. how could i ever talk about the most beautiful thing on earth when i am beyond tainted? it is as if, i do not deserve to bear those divine words in my mouth so the only place i keep of them is in my heart.

there is a problem in this though. my heart is not a safe space for them to be in; my heart is clouded and polluted with so much impurities yet, that is the only place where i can safely tuck them – away from other people’s daunting eyes.

i still love listening to people talk about my religion or theirs but it can never extend towards a conversation. i am unwilling for it to happen, in fact i am terrified by it.

nevertheless, it has always been heartwarming to see how these people’s eyes shimmer the minute they speak of their religion.

i do not envy them.

instead, i am absolutely glad that they have found their peace and solace.