I Know.

I know some of us are sick.

I know some of us are tired of living.

I know some of us cry ourselves to sleep.

I know some of us are emotionally wrecked.

I know some of us cry whenever she's alone.

I know some of us almost give up with lives.

I know some of us are mentally and physically tired.

I do know.

I also know that all of us are still adapting.

I also know that all of us are struggling to survive.

I also know that all of us are strong enough to go through this.

I know, and you too.

You know that we will always be there with each other.

You know that even if we're not talking, we're still here.

You know that everyone actually feels the same way too.

You know that we can count on in each other.

So, please.

Please never doubt if I still remember you.

Please never doubt yourselves.

Please never doubt us.

Do know that I still think about us a lot and I miss MD as much as you guys do but I'm sorry for not saying or doing anything about it. It's just me. You guys are still in mind, I can assure you. I wish you guys all the happiness in the world, all the beautiful things you deserve. Let's fight on our journey together even when physically we are miles away.

Take care, cetans.

Demons

You have no idea of how many times I have tried so hard to keep everything at bay, to make sure all the negative vibes and the evil thoughts I have are buried so deep in myself. So deep that they can never get out even if they try to.

But I don't think I'm doing a good job at it.

Apparently, being nice is harder than it seems. Not that I am nice or anything but damn boy, who would guess that trying to restrain yourself from doing something demonic could be so hard that you just want to let it all out without bothering to bottle everything inside anymore.

The thought sounds tempting.

I've been keeping stuff to myself. I don't know yet if it's a good thing or not but nowadays I feel like there's no point of voicing out things that have been messing with my mind to other people. Of course it feels good to share it with people but I usually end up feeling like a freaking idiot. Which happens to be something tiring.

So I'm trying not to entertain my evil thoughts and the demons.

p/s: I hate that whenever I'm not writing I would have so many things drafting in mind but go blank whenever I'm actually writing.