Having Fun

Been going  home drunk for the past for days. Major hang over has become so familiar to me. But I’m having so much fun/

Cycle

I know this cycle. I’ve been here before.
First, I get excited then I get tired
then I start to like it, then…it’s almost over,
worrying what will happen next follows…until it ends.
Nothing is certain, no plans are absolutely definite.
But I am holding my faith in my hands, and I believe it.

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rescue me from this never ending cycle…

break it.

break

it.

Faith (Don’t leave me)

 

only a fraction of the entire whole. I wouldn’t trade anything else for all the experiences I’ve had, perhaps, the regret was more on how I decided on things and how I chose to deal with things. But it’s over and done with, and though I’ve learned more than I expected, at times, I sigh and think of the ‘what if’s’ and what should have been. Life is getting harder but I’m okay. My plans are getting very definite, execution is the only glitch. To execute it would mean connecting the internal and external circumstances. Of the inside, I can take care but the outside factors, that I cannot say. The odds are somehow moving against me, and as much as I don’t want to think about it, sometimes, it crosses my mind. But I have faith that my plans will be realized and I believed it so. I believed it so with all of my heart.

 

 

The way things are going, should I be worried?

 

 

“Oh how I’m breaking down”

Sleeping Sickness

City and Colour