I looked Inside

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Sometimes my heart is filled with hollowness and vacuousness

like something is taking me away from the existence and its atrocious and fatal because its not someone else but

my own contemplation is making me miserable.

is it what life suppose to be?

i often ask myself

when i know this thoughts are crucifying me then why those thoughts are keep appearing in my consciousness like a flood which will destroy everything in its path.

it left no choice to me. i have to face those moments and feel the soreness which time has caused to me

and then to wait to feel better again.

.

.

because i know

.

" Even The Darkest Night Will End And The Sun Will Rise Again.

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