broken hearted discarded no ties left just a fever dream. dark hole no light no breath no vision in sight family ties were all a lie. it's hard to believe the spoken word. faith crumbled, fixation of questioning why do we do this life? what is the point to carry on? I've got no one... but I was wrong. in the dark I found myself drowning in my pool of sorrows. desperately grasping, gasping for air praying for someone, something to resuscitate me, to make me feel that life was worth living. slowly the light started to shine through the love of others. then somehow, my own love started to shine on me. I never thought it would be a life worth living again and again.
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Thank you for sharing this, Kimi. 🤍