With the Help of My Almighty

Once he entered the room, screams and laughs echoed in his mind. But he showed them no care, he tried to withstand the agony and anger they caused, but deep inside nobody knew what was happening, nobody knew how violently they were slaying his weary heart, nobody tried to sustain his soul with a sweet word or a even a (hi). They kept on diminishing him, they kept on provoking him, they kept on persecuting him all over and over again, they treated him with all the powers of atrocities they have. They left his solitude grow wider and wider. He closed his eyes and contemplated himself at the middle of the sea, not knowing where to go, or how to live. He was totally lost, not knowing what to do. But because he knew he would never change the god in him in order to please them, he would never be a member of those vanities, he decided to conquer them and cease every agony and sadness in him with the help of his almighty. He stood still, he raised his head to god, telling him: << you are my only almighty, I believe and I will till the end, my inspiration in being the person I am will never cease and will never change, I will stand still now and forever, I will stand still for you, I believe you want me down here for some reason. God, I will not flee anymore, I am content. Spare your worshipper, spare his soul, moderate his agony he can’t withstand anymore …>>. Then, with a smile he entered again, giving them a pitiable look on how deeply they sank in the vanity and rudeness that are reigning each part of their souls…