Staring at the window glass: bashing my head unto it, running through it, breaking it into pieces.
Made me wonder how crazy these affects me. My melodramatic life sequence.
I made a promise to myself that in-time I will be able to cope up. Actually, I did. But, you see.. I've been so preoccupied by mini sentiments. And it's getting in between my coping-up moments.
Stopping time. My last resort. No sense.
And as i beckon on the fading shadow that mirrors my heartbeat, I sank in distress.
I apprehend.
In time, I will see the clear vision of it. To wake my solitary temperament.
Made me wonder how crazy these affects me. My melodramatic life sequence.
I made a promise to myself that in-time I will be able to cope up. Actually, I did. But, you see.. I've been so preoccupied by mini sentiments. And it's getting in between my coping-up moments.
Stopping time. My last resort. No sense.
And as i beckon on the fading shadow that mirrors my heartbeat, I sank in distress.
I apprehend.
In time, I will see the clear vision of it. To wake my solitary temperament.
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