"Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree. Saying nothing, that's enough for me."
Woods by paumatias
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Now here comes the fine line between approval and judgmental. Reality and illusion. I currently am wrapped up in so many things right now that the last thing I'm currently hoping for is a window for new things and something to remind me that I have to hang on. I said it in the lamest way possible but no gives a damn right now. The night is still. The anger has subsided. The doubts temporarily disappeared yet the uncertainty is still there. I am restless, I need to be enlightened right now so I could proceed in burning the bridge connects me with everything that's been wrapping their fingers around me.
I need to get back to my old and normal life, back when all these frustrations are still nonexistent. I don't care anymore. I'm hopeful in the least bit but I guess I will just have to rely on my hands clasped as there is no more crossing or fingers for me. I've had enough with everyone and everything else. All that matters right now is faith. Distraction is inevitable but the pursuit is temporary.