Thoughts of destruction wrap my head.
Trust and hope are shattered.
I don’t even know what to do anymore.
My limbs are numb from exhaustion.
I can’t move. Not even a hair.
Perhaps this is a negative thought?
I don’t know what to do.
Since the day I decided to stop moving,
The last thing I want is to cry.
I guess you’re right…
You, only, can silence my shattered mind.
Like a white noise, you deafen me.
How dare you interrupt?
Forget about the past, I am well aware.
But for my sake, this is the cost.
Let’s share this unpredictable.
I know how this sounds.
Believe in me, it’s not unbearable.
Should I misunderstand this?
It’s the only way we can have it all.
My only chance of surviving this curse.
I’ve decided to put it all to end.
Random posts on my #dailyjournal
- Return the Favor
- I Need Sleep
- Do You Trust Me?
- The Colors of Autumn
- Morning Coffee
- Distant Friend
- Mirror App
- Hold Your Time
- Easy to Forget
- Living the Past (Part 11)
- No Price To Be Nice
- When You Thought Everything Falls Apart
- Back Pain is Real
- Today’s Mood
- Happy Exhausted
- Holloween Dinner
- Writer’s Block
- Too Many Things
- Enjoy What You Do
- If You Think Something Good
- Accept What You Cannot Have
- I Dreamt About a Kid Chasing a Ghost
- In A Tough Spot
- Mouth Shut
- Truth Hurts
- Breaking Point