Can't believe where and when did I end up hurting and breaking myself, my soul, my spirit so bad that even when things are absolutely fine in my life, I can't feel happy, I can't get myself to do the basic routine things of life, I can't open up to anyone, and more so I can't belong anywhere or to anyone.
Absorb the storm, Feel it inside yourself now, Let it ignite your rage, let it create a riot. We do not just learn, But we profit from it. For it may break us a thousand times over and yet we stand, With every passing storm I gain; For I am better prepared for the next.
The chilling breeze striking against my cheeks forces me to retrospect every aspect of my life and gives me the perfect dim lighting to reflect upon it, In cold winter silence.
Don't wait for tomorrow, don't believe in tomorrow, live in today for yet another today. A promise made for tomorrow will seldom be met, If it has to be done, if it needs to done, if it had to be done, it would be done already and not left for tomorrow, because your or mine; Tomorrow never comes.