Is this the end of my fight? Will i stop now? This endless labyrinth of sorrow, will i able to see the light? I’m far from the finish line but this is not the kind of finish line that you are thinking. Death is the type of finish line that is always around the corner. It will always be part of my options and my final refuge.
I feel so weak. I’m so exhausted trying to be alive again. Trying my best to make my existence matter. It seems like i’m heading to my own destruction. I was devastated for so many time by the storms. I’m not sure if i can still handle its hit to me. Will i bear it or i will be completely obliterate?
I feel so vulnerable and empty. I’m losing my hope again. I’m facing this battle again. It was like a maze with my self-destruction. I should be the one to reach the life’s finish line or it might finish me.
But, with this small flicker of hope, i will continue to try.
I hope i can, again