15.09.21

I feel empty. I think I know why, the seemingly never ending loop of self comparison with others, yearning for the sunny side when you find yourself caged in a cursed castle admist crushing cold weather. Self-doubt exceeding heights of self-worth. Past that keeps clinging around, with nothing but regrets and hatred. The intense need for humanly touch, love, self-validation, someone to tell us that it's gonna be okay; making it even worse is the fear of not accepting any love or support for the past that always wanted love sparing no ounce for you. When being alone feels alot safer, it's good to be wary of impending and anticipated doom; but let's not forget to fly! Sometimes things happen that lead to the feeling of gloom and despair which seems to have no way out. Will it end or will it not ? One can always hope for better days to come, but it comes when the hope gets fuelled inside with the spark of not dying until it all ends. I have come a long way and I won't give up this easily.