Today i am weak and im not afraid to say it.
I woke up feeling anxious, something lodged in my chest to fill the void, but i still feel the emptiness because
Its not you. Its the sadness.
I got ready to leave the house, one week exactly to my exam, im going to meet my friends.
I know where i must go, the busstop right across the street. But i walked into the MRT. I topped up my card, i tapped in and halfway, i realised
I was supposed to take the bus. I walked back out. Tapped out.
Today, I don’t blame myself for my mistakes. I accept the emotionally wreckage and mental exhaustion.
One day. Just one. I’m going to let myself drown in my sorrows. Just sink in the sinking feeling in my chest. Cause i know, not today, it won’t stop.
Tomorrow, i will wake, and i will be better, it will be easier. I love myself enough to be better.
Today’s pain will be my promise to tomorrow’s easier.