Dreams

Seems a long time i've set my mind to blogging.

As it was originally intended to be, an online journal.

Alas, my inspiration and knack for words has all but seemingly evaporated.

I fear if i allowed those taps to run free again, there will be an unrivalled pouring of emotions of grief and midnight wailings that has so far been well kept burried and pressed into a small little corner. Keeping me awake.

As taking reference from a good friend, only our dreams reveal the deepest secrets of our hearts that remain hidden even to ourselves sometimes.

Lately, I can recall most of my dreams when I wake up. And these dreams showed me what my heart desire, minus all my intellectual thinking...these dreams really showed me how I felt at that moment when it happen. Some sad,that I cried. Some happy dreams, only to wake up knowing it is just a dream

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those dreams, the gnashing of teeth, the sorrow, so bitter and deep...how does it feel to be abandoned?
how does it feel eh? Somehow, no matter how I try, I can't seem to shake of that uncanny feeling of being treated 2nd class for so many years.

Left to fend for the majority of my personal battles.

Nevertheless, now i stand by my own.
I chart my own journey now.

The weight of adulthood rest like an enormous burden upon this shoulders, heavier than the PRS i so often sling.