contemplation
I’m at one of my lowest mood in my life at this moment.
I kept thinking there might be something wrong but I didn’t know what it was.
Even though when everything seemed fine, I thought something was not right.
And… I also felt that I, actually, was alone.
And I was so hopeless to find someone to talk to, about this weakness point of me.
And, maybe, I was tired of life, too.
Anyway, this is only about something I’d like to share with you all.
Just tired that’s all…
I hate my room.
I hate my bed.
I start to hate my life.
I start to feel numb.
I start to see life in other perspective.
Like a dark alley with no light…
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