Miyerkules, Pebrero 1, 2012

The first day of February

I wish I could talk to you. I wish I could tell you all my worries and fears.

However, that question in my previous blog post still lingers and unfortunately, no answer yet. I still have to gather my thoughts and reflect on it. Think really hard about it. I wonder why I can't think about it too much, maybe I know the answer already, deep within... but I can't see it. Do I have to dig deeper?

The first day of February is not good to me. This is going to be one hell week and to think it's only Wednesday.

Why should life treat me this way?

I want to scream and cry my eyes out.

I want to live but I don't want to feel anymore.

I wish you're here, guiding me like a ****** should since I was born in this world. I wish you could help lighten up this emotional baggage that I've been carrying the past years. I'm sorry, I am still not ready to reveal who you are. I don't want them to think of you in a bad way, even though you deserve it.

Why now? Why should I think about all of these things now? What is wrong with me?

Somebody help me find the answer.

Dear God, give me a sign or an answer. Both will be very much appreciated. You know my worries and my fears, you are the only person who knows what can make me happy and bounce back. Help me.

I yearn for normalcy... how long should I wait? How long should I suffer?