I’m fighting everyday to continue to live a life I never wanted. Day in and day out I live the same story. I can’t think of one good reason to continue this journey. I’ve been chasing my happiness like a paper in the wind. Just as I think ive
captured it I watch the wind slip the relief through my fingertips. Is my break ever coming? I’ve been told I’m strong but I’m actually weak. Fragile if you will. Im one step away from complete ruin. I’m so tired and so lost.
The most anticipated part of my life is when it all ends.