I have hit the lowest rock bottom. I almost gave up. I almost lost my entire world. What is this feeling that I had been feeling for years?
Loneliness. Yes, it is the feeling of loneliness that had engulfed me all this time.
I woke up every single morning just to feel better, but in the end of the day, rather than feeling more better, it just got worse. The cycle repeats but I never got the chance to find the real definition of life.
If this is a dream, please wake me up. I had been having nightmares for too long so please somebody wake me up.
But is this really a dream?
I guess not. And I have to continue living and surviving.
To live and to survive is two different things. To live means to do what ordinary people do every single day; eating, sleeping but to survive means to do more than just living; endure hardships, neglect negativity and more.
Can I really endure everything ? After all these pain and heartbreaks that have strike me, will I survive?
And will I find my very own serenity ?
"Dear, everything is just a fly on your nose. Hush it and it will go,"
So, nak tak nak, we have to be strong by ourselves. Because it is our will to be strong, to change and to rise up.
