Life is a Beautiful Struggle

I find myself wandering during the day and falling at night.
Thinking it will all be easier if you’re here.
I don’t feel sick nor do I cry talking about it. Not anymore.
That future hopes and dreams with you. I guess they no longer exist. I don’t know.
Sometimes I feel like I’m in a fog. No I’m not depressed.
Sometimes I feel like I’m in a dark cave. Yet I am surrounded by people, by friends.
I can crawl to the space outside to the lights.
But why do I keep curling back to the darkness.
I don’t know. I don’t know.
There are empty holes crushing me from the inside.
Your absence has gone through me.
But again, I shall gather up all my strength. Play it all on repeat bcoz I know it can only get better.

It can only get better.

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ohhaithere! i'm Alice. and i'm here blogging out loud and screaming the news to you XD
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