The never-ending cycle of being acutely aware of all the demons that make our mind and life their very personal home.
And they chomp off us like parasites.
Bit by bit.
We constantly try to shake ’em off, run away, fight ’em off, ignore and try to do god knows what.
But they are never gone. Not really.
We act like everything is okay.
But in reality, a lot of us are ducks.
Calm on the above.
Yet from the inside, we are viciously paddling our way through life.
Trying to stay afloat.
Scared as fuck!
It is bloody exhausting!
Same BS day in – day out.
Day in. Day out.
Every passing moment.
Every single day.
Every single week.
Every single month.
Some days are —
“STOP THE WORLD. I WANT TO GET OFF” — days.
This is one of those days for not just me,
but a lot of us too.
However, why be ashamed of our struggles?
Why hide? Why not wear it proudly!!
Do you know how fucking hard it is to bear that kind of burden and yet show such perseverance?
Sometimes life is a total fuck up.
And that is okay.
I am tired.
Yet I want to cling on to hope.
At least I am trying.
And so are you.♡
♡ XOXO ♡