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.
Last 30 posts on my #dailyjournal
- Drives You Nuts
- They Will Stay
- Living the Past (Part 6)
- Why do we cry when we laugh?
- Do Not Expect Too Much
- Your Voice is Beautiful
- Looking for a Sign
- Living the Past (Part 5)
- Why do we sacrifice for love?
- Living the Past (Part 4)
- The Most Complicated Rule to Follow
- My Saviour (CLRF Music)
- Errors Educate
- Longboard Experience
- Do Not Give Up That Easily
- We All Seek For Miracles
- You Cannot Be Everything to Someone
- Living the Past (Part 3)
- Do What You Do Best
- You Cannot Turn Back Time
- The Outlaw Couple
- At Least I Tried
- Away From Home
- Pigeons Chasing a Woman?
- Danger of Comparison
- Words That Hurt
- Manage Time
- Travelling With Longboard
- Hard Choices
- After All This Time