life is liberating and exhausting,
A serial killer's case and a fleeting victory intertwined together, staying rent-free in my head.
guilt and pleasure streaming down my veins in the same instant.
life is sad and happy, or maybe I am.
These days are gloomy, the rain and the sun complimenting each other.
I lost something but then again I lost nothing, I cried but then I laughed.
I feel like an impostor in this body but yet I feel like my body is my home.
I feel alive and I feel dead. I'm grateful yet u grateful.
I am confident yet loaded with low self-worth.
I am strong yet weak, when will these days just be over with? when will I have just one emotion, or personality or feeling.
why are two contrasting characters coming into play in my life?
it's a new day yet I'm stuck in the past, my body is struggling to recover or maybe it's just my brain?
believe or doubt?
© @freya Stone