I was once full of hope and with a heart brimful of zest. Ready to embark on my journey to victory. Felt like I was out for blood.
More. Determined. Set.
Life really full of surprises. So much unpredictable. My only guides and torches, which are supposed to be lighting and leading the way, seems to be failing me.
Ohh...life. How could you. They have become my little nemesis.
Every progress screams irony. All lies. My guides are deceiving me. Have made me a hypocrite. I fall prey. Make me believe in something which is out of my league. So I thought.
Double-crossing me.
This curve ball really hard to be swallowed. Incomprehensible. Perplexed.
Bothersome.
I feel the weight on my shoulder. This decision means a lot. This journey will be my lifeline. Something on the brink.
At this point, I'm on the fence. Nothing to grasp on either. Never been so alone. So frightened.
I remedy myself. Going to be OK. For sure.