The question "What have I done wrong?" always comes to mind... Without finding an answer to my own question, tears usually build up but easily get squinted out of the way before anybody sees it, call it pride but being called a crybaby is such a pity... Sleepless nights do not do any good to a down-trodden soul because the following day despite the sunny day; black circles are visible from a far and the throbbing in the brain just won't go away... banging one's head won't do any good because its not physical, its far more deeper than that...
Somethings in life seems to be so unpredictable and just beyond our control. Even if we do our darnest to make things right, everything still seems to go wrong... For a control freak who has given up and let go and let fate takes it course, the feeling of helplessness does not go away at all... Constant worrying and discerning seem to be the road always taken and usually during midnight towards dawn...
Some nights you just want to go to sleep and not think at all... but the weary soul refuses to go into numb mode... it keeps on thinking, trying to find answers, trying to come to terms with the changes of the times or are they really changes to begin with... was it not there in the first place but you just refused to acknowledge these things? It was so easy to look beyond it when it all began but now the dilemma is rushing towards you big time, the pain just won't go away... and all you can do is stand there, look dumbfounded and ask yourself "Where did I go wrong?"
and so you get washed away by the tide, leaving you in the shores of broken dreams and empty promises...
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