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
- Truth Hurts
- Breaking Point
- Do Not Fear
- Start of Work
- Little Accomplishments
- Someone’s Something
- Why I Love Green
- Had to Ride Again
- A Little Escape from Reality
- Look What I Just Got!
- What Happened in Summer 2018
- Cat Appreciation
- Part of the Family
- Youth in Banners: What are They Rallying For?
- Bike Riding Improvements
- Compose a Love Song
- Saturday Photowalk
- This Is It!
- Fancy Meeting You
- When Did I Realize I Was a Cat Person?
- Murder in the Alps
- What a Relief
- Another Path
- Walking is Healthier
- To All the Girls Who Stopped Believing in Love (an Open Letter)
- Living the Past (Part 10)
- Violet Evergarden Review
- Escape Plan Update