Audacity of the Emerging Torment

There she was, laying motionless- watching her ceiling fan spin; wondering, “Is this what life is supposed to feel like?”

Her days had become repetitive &she felt like she was slowly losing touch- with what she wasn’t sure. But something didn’t feel right. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she loathed her parents for her life; forcing her to run in the human race. Run until her heart gives out, her legs collapse &her mind… her mind, as it plots against her, opposing its survival instincts. She was breathing all night, hoping it would eventually become halfway decent sleep.

Creative Writing about those nights, you know the ones I mean.
FI: Designspiration

Let's chat!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Dr. Eric Perry

Psychology to Motivate | Inspire | Uplift


it's not about followers it's about venting x

The Freedom Of

Steven Cuenca: Manic Expressive Episodes

@ bittersweet diary

Floating thoughts, A place where my beautifully weird thoughts floating around in my mind are posted.

%d bloggers like this:
search previous next tag category expand menu location phone mail time cart zoom edit close