And just for thought...
At this moment I am tired of fighting.
I thought my strength would prevail
but it slowly depletes.
I remember how it all happened,
the moment the pain increased.
My recent has been full of nothing but hate,
too many reminders in what was supposed to be safe.
It was too horrifying.
Today my anger gained more fuel
because foolish people.
I do not want this battle anymore.
At this moment I want to give up.
I just want to give in to this depression.
Wouldn't it be easier to let myself fall down?
To give up everything I barely have?
How far have I honestly gotten?
I am in the same place I was the morning after,
refusing to give an inch of me.
I am only a vague image of myself,
prancing around in my drone like state like a fool,
not knowing, caring really, what direction I go,
holding onto a blind faith that I don't believe in I will see tomorrow.
At this moment, I do not understand my point.
I know I will have a renewed energy maybe.
Perhaps, tomorrow I will not have these doubts.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.