words
For some reason, I can’t keep my eyes off the short loop. There’s beauty in nature and in daily experiences. I think most people depend on others or a lot of money to feel this happiness, but I think,
happiness is always a state of mind.
Uneasy
i'm alone in bed with no sound, no lights, no memento, no tangible presence of consolation— nothing but my own thoughts floating away and the gleaming flickers of fixtures and concoctions burrowed deep in the recess of my mind.
fed up of waking on my own, eating here alone, and wasting precious time. more things i have to fight as the morning always comes with the evening closes behind. through every single day, i feel so scared, so low, and so little. honestly, it’s eating me inside.
maybe just an ungrateful wench i am. perhaps, one day it's all gonna be fine.
Uneasy
i'm alone in bed with no sound, no lights, no memento, no tangible presence of consolation— nothing but my own thoughts floating away and the gleaming flickers of fixtures and concoctions burrowed deep in the recess of my mind.
fed up of waking on my own, eating here alone, and wasting precious time. more things i have to fight as the morning always comes with the evening closes behind. through every single day, i feel so scared, so low, and so little. honestly, it’s eating me inside.
maybe just an ungrateful wench i am. perhaps, one day it's all gonna be fine.
