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Mornings and Nights

by SQ

I don’t know why, but in the mornings I can somehow bear to look at me. Even smile. I forget the torments. I pull myself up from the bed, get ready and to my office.
For everyone, home is the place to get relief, some solace. My journey from office back to these four walls is my life’s way of telling me, “n you thought today would be better?”

A life where you just wish atleast one single thing to come around. Something which will not kick you in the face when all you can do is look into it with deep hopeful eyes. Somewhere, back there, hope and dream…these words lost meaning.

Surviving the nights is not something I can do anymore. Why is everything so dark? Sitting up late hours holding the knife, thinking…”maybe tonight”. Till the next morning… – SQ

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LivingOnBorrowedTime 3/20/2013 - 5:58 pm

I can relate to how you are feeling. You are not alone. You have us. I feel exactly the same. I’m 17 so I’m studying at the moment but everything else is the same. If you want to talk, I am here.

SQ 3/22/2013 - 8:49 am

Thanks..I just try to live from one day to another. Just don’t know what to do with the nights. Hope I ll be able to stay alive long enough to know you and others.

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