After years of being patient and hopeful, resentment is inevitable...
The longing of dreams that have been buried inside my heart for so long keeps me up at night and makes me wonder;
Will I ever have a peaceful moment again?
Will I ever get to experience real happiness?
Or will I have to keep smiling with a shallow heart?
The questions creep up inside and makes every moment a little harder and every night a little longer....
Now I don't look forward to the next day as I have to fight the same gruelling feeling of
hitting low of emotions, becoming vulnerable to the point of losing myself and thinking as if the universe is against me.
It's as if the demons inside my mind have conspired to not let me have a moment to myself and think clearly, JUST FOR ONCE.