Always in a limbo

April seems to pass by so quickly and i am barely six nights away from my favorite month of all months.

Haven't had any plans yet on how to get through this, as this would come in sheer anticipation and vague refusal in equal measure. The coming of my natal day marks my greatest existence that i almost lost about a decade ago, when i found out that i have to live with a malady for the rest of my life.  The coexistence has costs me a life that i wouldn't want my love ones to experience. I have journeyed to the deep-seated corners of despair and have braved the storms to feel even just a tiny speck of sunshine. And i am always reminded of this when a number is to be added to the years of my existence.

Always in a limbo.