You know there are times when you want to run away.
Where?
When?
With?
Nothing. Just keep running until someone holds you tight and make you feel that you don't have to. That everything is gonna be alright. Things will turn out the way you thought.
It doesn't happen, does it?
All your life you didn't do one good thing, and then complaining about the bads in your life! What irony.
An escape is needed badly. Kinda wanna go back to the time when I wasn't aware of my heart beats, kinda wanna fast forward to the time where I would be counting my last.
The zeal of living the life is nowhere near.
How do you get rid of all these?
Where do you go when you cannot take it anymore?
With whom do you share the things going on in your mind?
No answers.