What now?

You're tired, aren't you? 

You can't pretend anymore that everything is doing just fine. 

You act like you got it all figured out, but you don't. Do you? 

You did your best, you are doing your best, and yet your world is still keep falling apart. Right? 

So, what now? 

You're screwed. You knew that. 

You kept going, because you have nowhere else to go. 

But without you realising it, you're actually ruining your own fucking self. 

Self destructions with sleepless nights. 

You spent hours at the gym pretending you're in a good health, but fuck, you're dying and you know it. 

You drink that fucking almond milk, eat and consume some healthy shit and juices whatever the fuck those are, but you know, you're still dying. 

You pushed people away from you by being the mean ass grinch asshole, but baby girl, you know you're a good person.. Deep down. You just don't want to catch feelings, am I right? 

Feelings.. The more you feel, the more you're hurt. 

There are voices in your head. 

There are so much thoughts in your mind. 

How is it gonna be in ten years from now? 

Heck, how is it gonna be in a month from now? Or next week? Or tomorrow? 

Are you still going to breathe? 

You're losing your sense and sensibility. 

You're losing yourself. 

So what now? 

Giving up? 

Taking some steps back? 

Keep fighting? 

You're the only soldier in your own battlefield. 

What now?

What?