ONE SHORT STORY.

CYCLE OF LIFE.

Darkness and peacefulness surrounding my comfort zone, laying in bed with an icy pillow, hugging it tighly while  lifelessly staring at ceiling.

My eyes was badly itchy from crying all night. Mahina akong natawa, parang nababaliw na.

It's happening again. My mentality clouded with negative thoughts that has always been visiting me for years.

Walang patawad itong bumibisita sa akin gabi-gabi. Kulang nalang bigyan ko ito nang award. Gusto ko nang pagbabago. I'd would like to fight against them,

But how?

How'll I do that when even myself can't fight back?

How'll I do that when I can't even lift a finger?

Hindi ako mahina. I'm strong, I'm strong because I'm still beating around the bush.

And I'm proud of it but sometimes you can't help it.

You get weak.

You get emotional.

You got hurt.

And be physically, emotionally even spiritually unstable.

My life has always been like this.

My Cycle of life.

I was motivating and prayers for myself to heal and move forward.

Yet, I miserably failed.

| GlitteringSpark26 |

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