These days i feel lost,
...further than i've imagined.
Restless,
another sleepless ones,
reality hits everytime i woke up.
"...gotta go to work again."
"...gotta survive again."
"...gotta feel unloved...again."
I wish i could choose;
but life can't be negotiated,
...even tho i promise to be wise with my choices.I wish i could run;
but life is an infinity loop.I wish i could stop;
even just for a moment,
even just to rest for a while.Hello, anxiety.
We met again, today.
-A