Survived but Exhausted


I think it makes sense. I feel like I’m always fighting for my place in people’s life and in life in general.

I survived countless of trials and abandon my youth just to survive the adversity. There is no one when I asked for help. No one came to rescue me.

I am a lone survivor who masters the art of solitude. No one hears my cry. Deafening silence is all I have.

I comforted myself and become my own hero.

So, when I stopped saving myself they thought I’m just making an excuse. I’m weak. I’m a quitter.

I am not what they all say.

Is it too much to ask for rest?

Now this survivor is exhausted and needs rest.

I’ll return, eventually.

Published by She Writes

She's a dreamer. Hopes to be lost in oblivion but the truth is, she just wants to be seen and heard. In quest within and lover of life. This, too, shall pass so I will keep going ; I still don't know. I'll rest for the mean time.

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