Just as much as I thought I'm starting be okay again, life hits me again. Whenever I thought I'm strong enough, sadness came as terrifying as lightning hits me hard straight to my heart. I wonder why every apocalypse has been following me since then. I have a lot of fights that I need to battle. A fight with me, life and dreams. So far, I lost of all of it. I'm just so tired to be in a battle anymore because I know that I'll be losing. More and more of myself gone and what's left are layers of veils
to conceal all of the pain, scars and tears I shed along the battle.
Life isnt a guarantee. If I think I'm doing good, it'll never be good enough. No matter how hard I pushed myself to the limit, I'll always been dragged to the deep dark place. I almost reach for the sun but for the next second I'm at the rock bottom. So tell me, what should I do to make sure at least I'm making out of the battle alive. I dont need to win the war. I dont need it.
However, I know as long as I still get the chance to breath in the air, there's always be a chance of me winning the war. Maybe it's just a matter of time. TIME.