There are bad days. And bad nights too.

There are bad days. And bad nights too.

Last night was a struggle. The imminent danger of having a pain that isn't far away. Once in while, everything comes fresh, everything comes to life.

I was alone in my room recapping the voids of the half year that passed. I am such a mess, utterly depressed, mindedly stupid. While waiting for the shaman in me to exorcise the demons of pain, i couldn't help but cry harder for bearing the sorrow that has once again resurfaced.

I am deeply hurt. I could clearly feel it.