My knees are going weeker. My mind is going deeper. Where is the finish line, exactly? I couldn't find it. I have no energy left. Healing from the mistakes I did in the past, for my family issues, from failing myself, from disappointments received, from expectations i could'nt reach.
My soul is still learning to clap for the pieces of myself that nobody want to clap for. Still on the process of figuring things out on my own. Still healing, silently.
I wanna scream like a lot. But my mouth felt like it was gagged. So, here I am as a silent screamer. Nobody knows which word I use to yell it.
Rechargeable me? I don't have any chargers left. The thing I know, I only left time for death.
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