Still alive and writing.
I still do some shits, even if my soul is tired.
I'm having doubts.
In ending up my life.
And, in living my life.
My heart says, I need to move forward.
My mind says, I need to take a break and take a little rest.
But my soul says every damn time, that I need to rest eternally.
The darkness in me is already invading my soul. Soon, it will invade my heart and mind.
But there's a part of my soul that doesn't want to give up. It doesn't want to end things miserably.
It's the only part of my soul that wants to reach, what I needed to reach.
That part of my soul is asking for my heart and mind's help.
For me, to keep going..
For me, to keep my life.
What can my heart and mind says about it? Will they help that little part of my soul who keeps on fighting?
Or nah?
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𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮 ;
RandomA compilation of my personal thoughts, prose, poets, words and special letters that I wasn't able to say in person because it's too late.. I'm too late. Note: I started to wrote on this since 2018 and now I have the courage to finally publish every...
