"I'm at the top. Covered in debris, I've fought.
Sweat and blood are the very signs of me being alive.
I'm at the very top; I can see it. It is so close.
It is close to my grasp; only within an arm's length.
Yet. So. Far"
I woke up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat. Using my hand, I wiped the sweat off of my forehead. The alarm clock on my nightstand lit up 2am with red light.
The nightmares are becoming so realistic that the borderline between reality and fantasy are blurred for me. After all, my life has never been a sweet fairytale.
"Why can't I at least be blessed with dreamless sleeps?" I mumbled to myself. Questions arise in me and I began to ponder about my present as well as my future.
"When will I ever gain happiness....
....if, there is ever such a thing as happiness;"
::posted on 16 Feb 2016::
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