"Sometimes, you feel an ineffable incompleteness in your soul. A constant that seems to have been lingering with you for the longest you can remember."
As you grow, you try to learn gratitude, yet in the hearts of hearts, you can't escape your truth. We all act cool and learn to at least act maturely calm and keep our shit to ourselves but there are always times when that curve on your lips simply fail to relieve your heart.
Sometimes, you look around and all you can think of is how you wish for that normal you see all around, get back your piece and just complete your puzzle for once.
It's funny but sometimes you just want to leave it all and enjoy your life like everyone else. Yet the day you pause, there is this pressure that you are falling far behind.
Who thought, crisis of our gen would come in a microscopic coronavirus, throwing us to our demons and asking us to deal with it all. There are days you are just happy to be alive. On others, you just fail to ignore the ticking time clock.
Dreams that are not just your dreams but also your only possible chance to get things right. You wish to work hard but also wish to just enjoy a slice of life.
The more I think of it all, the more useless these thoughts I feel, the more miserable it gets.
On days, sleep is no longer my easy pill and mindless distractions seem to have lost their charm, those pages restore some of your esteem. Who thought, boring textbooks would someday become more comforting than my own thoughts?
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