CHAPTER 9

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Sometimes, I wish I could not feel any of this. I don't even want to have feelings. I feel being born as a human being is a sin. What are we actually living for? What's the purpose of this life? Why do we have to have so many issues? I have so many questions and I know I can never find answers to them. It all in my head. The voices in my head will never let me go. My happy vibes seem to vanish at night and all I think about is the kind of life I lived and what happened the past recent years. Thinking back, I feel miserable. What have I been doing my entire life? What have I achieved so far? I don't have anything permanent for myself. I have been wasting so much of time. 

People dying every day, time flies and it doesn't feel good growing up anymore. Commitments, social life, family life is an everyday thing. How I wish I could rewind time and be a child. I don't have to feel pain. Life would have been much easier. What have I done all this time? Maybe I was just stupid, and I was not interested in anything. 

I remember when I was young, whenever I cry I get what I want. People loved me when I was younger. Everyone wanted to hold me, my family, cousins and my family friends loved me. They gave me attention, the love a child needs and bought me candies. They even bought me things I like. But I realize as I grow up. The love isn't the same anymore. Everyone start minding their business. My presence didn't mean anything to anyone anymore. I feel trash. People had the rights to control my life in a certain way. I wasn't happy. My happiness isn't the same anymore.

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