anonymous

i just want to walk where people

would not notice me
would not stare at me
would not scrutinize me.

at the root

Writing by the balcony window overlooking the street outside, breathing the fresh rural air and adding up the classic upbeat piano sounds coming from the home sound system… can conclude that today is such a beautiful Sunday morning.

Though I woke up with a hangover, it doesn’t irate me from observing the very place I’ve taken for granted for quite some time.

cluttered

HURT

Someone was always there for you but little did you know that the next day… that someone won’t be there for you anymore.
You were devastated. You couldn’t think right. You cried. You cried your very heart out.

You couldn’t eat and you couldn’t sleep. But when you were fortunate to have sleep, you’d be haunted in your dreams.

You never realize that you were becoming superhuman. You were restless. But the turmoil of emotions fed your body and served the strength you needed to physically function.