you know complications? Sure you do. There's one every second. In your twisted minds where neurons are choco-blocked because of anxiety and crash of aspirations. But in the matters of the heart. Some questions have no answers. They are just left dangling and open to interpretations. Sometimes, it becomes so unbearable that to get away from the torture you bring onto yourself even bigger problems. It's a difficult phase now and it's been swerving and sudden brakes which make it so difficult to tread, like a land mine. Caught up amid the consequences of your own doing. Sometimes, people are so complicated that they thrust their life on to you. You realise that you can't handle the crisis and before you've left, you're carrying the burden on your shoulders without realising it. Is this what we gift ourselves as a gift of life? On knowing someone does this terrible tragedy inflict the weakness in the heart.
It's better to be away than take it for another year. I've grown old in the past year and it's time the boat sailed. Or i'll be morose and carry somebody else's conflicts in my little heart knowing they weren't born by my doings.
love.
