It’s been a week of being depressed about my life. There was three nights that I was scared to sleep and lose my breath but there’s this one night that I was so empty and didn’t care if I lose my breath. That the inner self of me that telling me now to stop trying to get what I desired for so long because it will never become mine. Sometimes, I want to listen and stop dreaming, stop my illusions. But I realized, my dreams and illusions are the reasons why I’m still alive.
(Written on March 23, 2018)