Fragments of Solitude: A cry of salvation
Navigating the Abyss of Brokenness and Hope in an Unseen world
Here I am again, I don't know how to describe my feelings. Many times I feel like running away. I wish someone will come save me.
At home, at work, I hear people trying to describe me. Many are so confused that they end up saying nasty things instead.
I have people all around, I have family and people who call themselves friends but none can tell or even see how broken I am.
I hate the kind of life I live, if only I have a place to run to. Everyday it hurts but I'm trying not to loose my mind.
Sometimes I feel so lost, so alone in this darn world. Why? Why? Why? Why is it so painful yet so beautiful to breathe?
Why am I always a broken mess? Right now I wish that I could run away.
I feel so lost but still have not lost hope
I keep waiting for that open door and all these years I have realized that waiting is the hardest thing to do.
Somebody come save me.
Smiling is so beautiful yet so painful
Living is so smooth yet so hard
I am lost yet not giving up
I want to run away yet I'm standing
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Dear Naza, I hope you've overcomed your fears and emotions. If whenever you feel to be heard and seen... I'm always here. Otitochukwu.