All I want is to be healthy, and happy.
Since when did it start being hard?
I can't remember how it all started.
I do know how it will end if I don't change the situation.
There is something to let go of.
But sometimes holding on is the only source of comfort.
Sometimes you need to let go of the only comfort in order to live a real life.
A monstrous being is consuming me and slowing tearing away at my flesh.
It will not stop until there is nothing left of me.
Unless I set it free, unless I set myself free.
There is only so much pain you can inflict on yourself before you feel numb.
There are only so many lies you have to tell yourself before you lose sense of what's real, what's not, and who you really are.
That's not the way for anyone to live.
All I'm asking for is, some peace of mind some time during the day.
Preferably early in the morning and late at night.
No constant worrying and weight on my chest.
No disturbance from the external world.
Just a few moments. 1 minute. 10 seconds.
That's-
basically it.
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