16.44

 August 17, 2019

Between cries and struggles...

Dear my dear self, you'll finally arrive in a world you never expected before.

You'll finally realize that, it's a good thing to not give up in the beginning, in the middle, up to the end.

You'll see yourself, in a very proud way, that you've finally able to conquer and strive.

I have never felt my self as not okay as these days.

Everything passed in indiscernible way.

In every morning runs, late night crams, and sleep deprived in the mid-day, it's hard to find the right rhythm.

But, hey-- it would get better soon.

I would find my self being happy and enjoying these tortures.



Lost

21.28

August 10, 2019
 
The cave I am walking through blinds both my eyes and heart.
I am lost of which way I should walk through.
I am numb of what pain or happiness I am truly sensating.

I am lost.
in between worries and fears
for the upcoming uncertainties.