I'm tired
Every inch of my body is aching for rest. Every fibre of my being is crying for comfort. Every piece of my soul is dying for peace.
I'm tired of trying to come out of this chaos inside my head. I'm tired of fighting the odds. I'm tired of trying to find a villain.
I'm tired.
Because this battle has no villain.
It's between me and myself. It's a lose-lose game. I'm craving a villain in my story, someone to blame it all on. Someone to defeat at the end and get done with it.
But all I have in this story, is myself. There's no one else. No villain, no Hero. Not even side characters. All the roles are being played by me.
I'm tired
Of fighting myself.
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