When most people don’t know what real agony is, some of us live on the hope that “someday things might get better”, being not really sure if they ever will.
I have no one to talk to, and no one I feel I am trying to find meaning in this nonsensical paradox, with my heart on fire, I am constantly trying to heal.
I try so hard to cloak my impurity so that I can hide my shadows from everyone around me. I’ll summon this will, and instead, command it to keep myself alive.
Escape from the known to get to know yourself, converse with strangers to understand yourself, travel far from noise to find yourself, and listen to your silence to feel yourself. Because being away from everything pushes you to look inside, find your peace and live awake.
