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
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- Next Stop: Vocalist
- Tetris, My All Time Favorite
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- My Kind of Fiction
- Decide for Yourself
- “Always Forget What You Give”
- Le Cupole Lido in Action
- Is it An Advantage?
- Beware of the Girl
- Keep On Moving
- Relax and Stay Calm
- Take Me With You
- What is Your Truth
- Search Engine
- In This Together
- I Choose Me
- A Name For Myself
- I Am Currently Addicted to This Game
- Keep It To Yourself
- I Had a Good Laugh
- The Outcome of One Mistake
- Burn Boat
- The Dog Got Me Good
- When was the Last Time
- Care Too Much