
Sometimes there is the shortest time in life.
Sometimes there is a precious moment in that short time.
But why...
We can't repeat it.
To enjoy the short things it becomes longer.
But why...
Time never stops and keeps changing.
If you can choose...
I want to give up in time.
Surrender to all.
And to the people I care about.
But that word...
Why can't I do it?
Why and always why...
There are so many words on my mind that I want to put in writing.
But there is a sense of doubt that is always disturbing.
That if I write this does it happen to me too.
Turns out I was wrong.
Words are easy to write but hard to do.
Can...
Time to stop for a moment?
Youknew...
As I write this my hands tremble and it feels like my chest is squeezed by a rock.
Can it?
Can I just stop?
I am not a perfect human being.
Repeatedly fell in a bad phase until then I felt mentally destroyed.
Am I having a psychological disorder?maybe yes.
The reason I love writing is because my brain can't stop thinking.
And it happens at night, if I stop thinking.
Weird right?
And sometimes it bothers.
I want to sleep well instead of thinking useless things.
Why do I always feel anxious about something?
Forgetit...
I have always loved things related to art, including writing.
Can I just stop...
Again can't yes...
I want to heal but why is it so hard?
The reason I love reading articles is simple.
Find out what happened to my mentality.
That's why I learned it.
But I realized that I'm not a person who likes to open up to others.
But I slowly did it little by little...
Said I needed someone's support and advice.
That's why I often tell my best friend.
And he gave me a boost.
Small but meaningful action.
He always makes me laugh at the little things.
Makes my fragile heart become as strong as steel and accept everything with a chest of air.
But without it I would also choose to stop.
Carn...
I can't be alone anymore.
And now the conditions separate our distances.
Why is it that when we find the backrest there is still separation?
Can I stop now?
Maybe it was stupid...
Come on, I'm still sane and can write this when I want to stop in the middle of the road?
Hem...
Because I can't continue writing I want to go out first yes uh connect first hehe story...
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"If you are desperate and want to give up, don't force yourself to keep moving. But force your heart and mind to find new goals."
"If you're desperate and want to give up, don't force yourself to keep moving, but force your heart and mind to find a new purpose."
"A friend is one that knows you as you are, understand where you have been, accept what you have become, and still, gently allow you to grow."
(A friend is someone who knows you for who you are, understands where you are, accepts what you choose, and still, gently lets you keep growing.)
(Thanks you my friend...^^)