those days

still.

i hate that nights like these still haunt me
despite moments of resoluteness

it's not fair.

i’m struggling to find the in between

i’m giving up talking about it
(sometimes i’m ashamed of my thoughts.
i write them somewhere where nobody could read them.
because to be honest, sometimes i think i am really as strong as i wanna be
but sometimes, i act stronger than i really am.)

doesn’t make a difference, does it?

when will this be over?

Better than before

I can’t believe how quick I’m recovering.
And I’m amazed that ‘what goes around comes around’ would apply to us.