I've been spiraling down and down for sometime now.
My mood swings are getting crazier than crazy.
I need more and more strength as each day passes to survive the next.
I haven't the mood to face any of it any longer.
The tension and awkwardness that lingers in the air is just too suffocating.
People misunderstand easily with just a simple, uncomplicated gesture.
It's getting really unbearable by the ticking second.
I just really hope I can hold on to myself.
Sometimes, I wish on a falling star.
Someday, it might come true after all....
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"The Joy of the Lord is my strength" Nehemiah 8:10
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