Blanks, Bares and Voids

Blank piece. Blank screen.
Tough luck.
Empty thoughts. Empty feelings.
Bare.
No words. No ideas.
Void.

How long has it been? Days, months, years? Somewhere in the midst of trying to survive, I have forgotten to live.
Somewhere in the limbo of trying to justify my choices, I have forgotten the choices I've made.

I thought I was doing this for all the right reasons. But if I did, why did it turn out so wrong? If I made a better person out of me, why do I feel rotten inside?

Confusion is not the opposite of Wisdom.
Its blankness.
Its emptiness.
Its bareness.
Its void.

Exactly how I feel now.
Wisdom has not come with my age.
Damn.

In Solitude

It doesn't matter how tough it is. Or how lame the reason is. If the thoughts keep hurting, I don't care if I start forgetting. Slowly and painfully - I am burning my last bridge. If this was a bad decision, then it shall be my last.

I am full of emotion but surprisingly empty inside. I feel the freedom of solitude yet I miss my chains. The wind is behind me and I am drenched in sweat. These complications have nailed me to this spot. I can keep on running but memories travel faster. In one snap, I am back to my old painful past. No strings and no connections. I am simply alone.

And I accept that.
My choices have been clear.
My pain was real.
And I will endure this.
I have to.
There is no other way to get through this.

Longest Hiatus

This is my longest hiatus ever. All for a very good reason.
I will update soon...
I promise.