This is one of those times when I desire nothing but silence.
Some peaceful, undisturbed silence.
This is when all of my repressed emotions I come out to play. My walls are my sanctuary and my emotions are my sole companions.
I
am as vulnerable as a newborn and as unstable as a bull. Nothing and
everything can make me lash out, either in anger or in tears.
And this is the time when reality leers at me with everything I have been avoiding,
I am completely and utterly lost, and there’s nothing I can do about that.