Introspection   Writings

I ran out of strength today. Something slipped away. I don’t understand. I’m not strong. Not today.

Writing isn’t happening. The words don’t flow. My sentences are short and my movements are slow.

I don’t understand. I just can’t stop feeling sad. I miss all the things that never happened and all the things that never will.

I don’t want to be here on my own. I don’t belong here. I don’t belong anywhere.

I need someone to hug me and not let me go. I need to believe in hope. I need to see through these tears.