You know, sometimes i wish i could just kill myself.
Or maybe, i wish i could cut this string of problems away from me.
You know what hurts?
Reality.
Nothing hurts much more than reality and no one can escape the wrath of it.
Its’ damned wrath.
We try to sleep our problems away, refusing to face reality.
Sleeping helps, only for that period/moment of time.
When we wake up, reality will come crashing right into our faces, followed by our hearts and minds.
Sometimes, the crash is just too strong for us that we crumble and fall to our knees, we try to escape from reality’s wrath once again by forcing our minds, our bodies to shut down, in an attempt to block out everything that’s desperately trying to get into us. By going back to sleep.
Often, we crumble to its’ wrath, letting it overwhelm ourselves.
Every time we try to stand back up again, it never fails to bring us back down to our knees, as if it knows where the weak spots are at the back of it’s hand.
We grow tired, helpless, unsure of what to do next.
Too many a time we contemplate whether to stand back up again and let it hurt us once more or just remain in that position. The position of the fallen, the people with their white flags already raised up high, surrendering themselves because they can’t take it anymore.
Wishing they could just end it all and be free.
Free from this endless ,vicious cycle.
Free from everything.
And,
free from reality.
Because simply, they’ve had enough.
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