Stepping slowly towards the resurrection. The path is full of sweat, pain and disgust. Feeling even more sick that I hardly believe this will in the end make me feel better.
But there is hope. I tried just about everything to save me in this situation. I tried but it is too strong to heal fast.
Stepping slowly upwards the Calvary. I will be saved in the end, the old me will die.
And the new me will arise and go unburdened with all the suffering I had gone through in my past life.
This Calvary is the last I stroll in my life. This I promise to myself.