Fighting My Own Demon

These are snippets of my thoughts every morning I wake up at around 2 or 3 am while I secretly endure the pains wracking my body, unsure of what it tells me, fearing the worse but unable to do what is supposed to be necessary because I lack the capability.

I chose however to just publish on days I felt overwhelmed by the daily goings-on and the worries that rattle my world.

A sorry case of a life story built on the ideology of being "I am too busy living to survive, I forgot living a good life."