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Happiness is fleeting. It's a soft sense that you can  finally breathe after feeling like being trapped in your own mind, suffocated by your own thoughts that you can never seem to run away from.

Happiness is truly fleeting. It's almost like a reminder of the things you can't have forever. Honestly, nothing needs to stay forever. No one needs to stay forever either. We will always find a way to cope. But it still hurts when the colourful world you saw suddenly leaves you, amidst a cloud of darkness.

That silence of the dark shadows starts to creep in on you as you try to find your way out. It's hard to think clearly as your own voice is muffled by the loud voices of those in your head.
"They'll never care"
"Stop trying"
"Don't get ahead of yourself"
They don't care if it's hard for you
"Disappoinment"

These voices maybe lies, these voices may even be fragments of paranoia and anxiety. But it's hard to think straight when you are too blinded to see the light the end of the tunnel. You fall back to the tendencies you hate so much.

What is happiness actually?
How can one be happy?
We forget that with time and all we can do is to hope that we remember it one day, again

For a dream of once upon a time, to just be ok.

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