This is a story of somebody who is a nobody. Crushed by the truth, she walked the path. Thinking it will take her somewhere. Unaware of the fact that in the search of somebody, she'll find nobody. She kept on walking, hoping something will indicate her to somebody. Pain was with her and nobody. Loneliness stepped like a shadow with her, that soon became her somebody. And she kept on being a nobody.
Sunday, 4 February 2018
Digging into self, for self
Truth is, I don't know myself. I try and try and try smiling, but all I end up doing, is crushing and hurting myself. Only tried and failed. Hope, does not really exist. My story, my existence, does not really exist. For I have lost all I knew, lost everyone, lost myself. All that is left of me is regrets and question about why am I even still alive. What is it that is True.
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