Yes. Sometimes too much caffeine makes me emo. F*ck caffeine. Oh wait, I love caffeine. Sorry.
Reality hits you hard. Straight to your guts and then right through your brains. You feel that pang. That haunting voice and eerie shudder. But you have no choice. You have to fight it. And then, you have to beat it. Fast. Fast and straight. Because if you don’t, it takes you down to your knees. And when it’s not contented, it takes you flat on your face.
And you have nowhere to go. You wish you’d be one with the ground you’ve been planted on. But even the soil wouldn’t accept you. Because you have only one thing to do. Stand up- limp and all. You heal yourself. You comfort yourself. Because no matter how you search for others to look out for you, you end up looking after yourself.
Reality is a bitch. No matter how hard you try to forget about it, escape its snare, it meets you right when you’re about to fall through. And it hits you back again. Harder than before. Because you’re stupid enough to let it hit you the second time around. And the third time. And the fourth. You have no escape really. Your only escape is to go through. Survive all the odds. Beat all the offences and defend yourself. For the love of God, defend yourself. Keep yourself whole. No matter how shattered you feel, keep yourself whole.
And don’t you dare seek your own wholeness on the remnants of the others. Because the truth is, they have nothing to give you as they are shattered themselves. Searching for their own wholeness and hoping that they could find it in someone else. Maybe in you. In reality, we all have nothing to give each other. But we are always looking for something to have.
In the end, we are left disappointed. Hopeless. Broken. And then… just when we’re recovering. Just when we feel so strong and happy once again. We forget what we’ve been through and do it all over again.
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