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Dreams_Slaughtered&Shattered Chapter1
Chapter-1 Wirly
There's always a story to tell for everyone. There's always a story behind someone. Where should I start mine? Is it from the beginning? Or is it from the point where I started to think that it was the new beginning? Is it from a point where I should start the new beginning because there's been a bitter ending to what I thought was a new beginning? Is it from a point where I came to learn that there's neither a good beginning nor a bitter ending? Where should I start my tale?
Is it really necessary to mention it as once upon a time like a fairy tale? Is life really a fairytale? Why is it so easy to some and so hard to others? What makes it different for everyone? What's the true point of the living when there's no trace of happiness and peace of mind? Forget about lots and tons and heaps or something that's measurable or immeasurable. All I could think of is just traces of them.
What is the happiest point of life? Is it the day when we come to learn that we should live happy ever since after birth but eventually melancholy invites you to sink in it? Is it the day where we come to learn that there's a sad reality that we should accept and we can't help ourselves anymore? Is it a day that all at once makes you realize that you're not being your true self anymore?
Well, here is a full stop to my confusion. There maybe a point or moment for everyone in their life. The tale of mine should be started from the moment when I was so much reminded that I lost being myself. I forgot what I loved the most. I forgot what I deserved the most and dedicated myself the most. I forgot what it's like to have some hope. I forgot that I always used to tell "hope for the best" but it eventually turned out that there's no existence of my favourite words and hope anymore in my life.
Well, I lost most of my favourites in the course of time. This is the point where I was reminded so much that I stuck up somewhere being a nobody. I personally thank and best regards to this moment which made me feel like there's still hope for my lost self. It's like I was lost in a Bermuda triangle but I can find it all by myself when I sincerely try to figure it out.
My name means modesty but I want to find something new which maybe a hope or my true lost self in my life. So can I call myself Nova? Can I tell you that I'm Nova and this tale belongs to many whose feelings are unspoken yet unfolded somehow to someone dearest.
@IreneSanOh
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There's always a story to tell for everyone. There's always a story behind someone. Where should I start mine? Is it from the beginning? Or is it from the point where I started to think that it was the new beginning? Is it from a point where I should start the new beginning because there's been a bitter ending to what I thought was a new beginning? Is it from a point where I came to learn that there's neither a good beginning nor a bitter ending? Where should I start my tale?
Is it really necessary to mention it as once upon a time like a fairy tale? Is life really a fairytale? Why is it so easy to some and so hard to others? What makes it different for everyone? What's the true point of the living when there's no trace of happiness and peace of mind? Forget about lots and tons and heaps or something that's measurable or immeasurable. All I could think of is just traces of them.
What is the happiest point of life? Is it the day when we come to learn that we should live happy ever since after birth but eventually melancholy invites you to sink in it? Is it the day where we come to learn that there's a sad reality that we should accept and we can't help ourselves anymore? Is it a day that all at once makes you realize that you're not being your true self anymore?
Well, here is a full stop to my confusion. There maybe a point or moment for everyone in their life. The tale of mine should be started from the moment when I was so much reminded that I lost being myself. I forgot what I loved the most. I forgot what I deserved the most and dedicated myself the most. I forgot what it's like to have some hope. I forgot that I always used to tell "hope for the best" but it eventually turned out that there's no existence of my favourite words and hope anymore in my life.
Well, I lost most of my favourites in the course of time. This is the point where I was reminded so much that I stuck up somewhere being a nobody. I personally thank and best regards to this moment which made me feel like there's still hope for my lost self. It's like I was lost in a Bermuda triangle but I can find it all by myself when I sincerely try to figure it out.
My name means modesty but I want to find something new which maybe a hope or my true lost self in my life. So can I call myself Nova? Can I tell you that I'm Nova and this tale belongs to many whose feelings are unspoken yet unfolded somehow to someone dearest.
@IreneSanOh
© Reserved to Irene San
Follow #Irene_San_Oh #Dreams_ShatteredAndSlaughtered #fantasy
#life #selfdiscovery
#poems #poetry #oneliners #quote #stories #qotd #quoteoftheday #wordporn #quotestagram #wordswag #wordsofwisdom #inspirationalquotes #writeaway #thoughts #positivevibes #inspiration #instawriters #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writersofindia #igwriters #igwritersclub #authorsofinstagram #author
