This is a straightforward reminder: if you recognize that your past actions will lead to future regret, you should pause and attempt to rectify them while you still have the opportunity; otherwise, the consequences may become irreparable.
Patches
There's so much emptiness all around.
One gazes toward the horizon, hoping to mend what is broken.
You wonder why rush, just be patient.
But ask someone who's dying... all they've got is right now.
I'm so mad, but also really sad.
I'm mixed up, yet I feel clear.
I just need something to fill this void.
All I'll do is cry and cry... until someone dries my tears.
I yearn for everything, yet possess nothing.
There is truly nothing left for me.
There's so much emptiness all around.
One gazes toward the horizon, hoping to mend what is broken.
You wonder why rush, just be patient.
But ask someone who's dying... all they've got is right now.
I'm so mad, but also really sad.
I'm mixed up, yet I feel clear.
I just need something to fill this void.
All I'll do is cry and cry... until someone dries my tears.
I yearn for everything, yet possess nothing.
There is truly nothing left for me.
What if I'm the type of person who just can't rest?
Because I’ve always believed God helps those who help themselves.
What if I’m someone who doesn't even have time to care about how I feel inside?
It’s not manipulation or drama—it’s literally just me trying to survive.
All I know is how to keep moving forward. Isiliye main baith kar wait nahi kar sakta.
I don't expect things to be handed to me. I just ask God to bless the work I put in.
I’m here, I’m alive... and right now, that's everything.
Because I’ve always believed God helps those who help themselves.
What if I’m someone who doesn't even have time to care about how I feel inside?
It’s not manipulation or drama—it’s literally just me trying to survive.
All I know is how to keep moving forward. Isiliye main baith kar wait nahi kar sakta.
I don't expect things to be handed to me. I just ask God to bless the work I put in.
I’m here, I’m alive... and right now, that's everything.
The biggest conflict I have is this: should I wait and see what the universe has decided for me, or strive hard enough to bend the universe into giving me what I want?
I've always been the person who chooses the latter, and I can't imagine doing the former.
But I'm at a stage where I've lost everything, and everything feels beyond my control.
I tried. I tried so hard. But now I'm just exhausted, so I've decided to rest for a while.
If nothing changes, I'll accept it and see what my future holds.
I hope there's something beyond this
I've always been the person who chooses the latter, and I can't imagine doing the former.
But I'm at a stage where I've lost everything, and everything feels beyond my control.
I tried. I tried so hard. But now I'm just exhausted, so I've decided to rest for a while.
If nothing changes, I'll accept it and see what my future holds.
I hope there's something beyond this
You know what I miss?
Those random messages with no meaning.
Those random fights with no meaning.
Those random touches with no meaning.
Those random laughs with no meaning.
None of it had to make sense; it was just there, and I loved every bit of it.
When everything else was taken away, all I had left were those memories.
Don't let them sit there and waste away as just memories.
Move forward and revive them. None of it had to make sense back then; it was there simply because you wanted them to stay, so you could build something even bigger on top of them.
Those random messages with no meaning.
Those random fights with no meaning.
Those random touches with no meaning.
Those random laughs with no meaning.
None of it had to make sense; it was just there, and I loved every bit of it.
When everything else was taken away, all I had left were those memories.
Don't let them sit there and waste away as just memories.
Move forward and revive them. None of it had to make sense back then; it was there simply because you wanted them to stay, so you could build something even bigger on top of them.
If it was bound to happen, it happened.
Now, I sit here in the dark, trying to anticipate what comes next and asking myself why it happened at all.
Our decisions and the things that happen to us; shape our lives. Everything up to this point has created the reality I am living in right now. It happened because it had to, and it cannot be changed.
So now, I am stuck with a thought:
What lies beyond this? Do you just wait for things to happen, or do you try to understand what comes next?
Now, I sit here in the dark, trying to anticipate what comes next and asking myself why it happened at all.
Our decisions and the things that happen to us; shape our lives. Everything up to this point has created the reality I am living in right now. It happened because it had to, and it cannot be changed.
So now, I am stuck with a thought:
What lies beyond this? Do you just wait for things to happen, or do you try to understand what comes next?
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I wish God, just tell me the answer.
I'm dead, no strength left. Unable to understand the plan just lost
So lost i cannot see anything right now
I hope this ends soon or i might end.
Can't see this sadness anymore
I wish God could hear my cries and send me answers.
I'm at his mercy
I'm dead, no strength left. Unable to understand the plan just lost
So lost i cannot see anything right now
I hope this ends soon or i might end.
Can't see this sadness anymore
I wish God could hear my cries and send me answers.
I'm at his mercy
Hollow
The mind is constantly racing, dragging everything in its wake.
I can’t tell what I want anymore; I’m just caught between the instinct to survive and the desperate hope for a better place.
We all reach for peace, yet somehow we lose the map.
When the storm comes, everything turns to chaos. Maybe I’m stuck right in the eye of it, where I can't see a way out.
I don't want the chaos anymore; I just want peace. I feel lost, crippled by the noise, longing for someone to just hold me close and say, "I'm here."
On the outside, to the world, I’m fine. But underneath, I’m suffocating in a void that feels like nothing and everything all at once.
The lights are out, and I'm left alone in the quiet.
The mind is constantly racing, dragging everything in its wake.
I can’t tell what I want anymore; I’m just caught between the instinct to survive and the desperate hope for a better place.
We all reach for peace, yet somehow we lose the map.
When the storm comes, everything turns to chaos. Maybe I’m stuck right in the eye of it, where I can't see a way out.
I don't want the chaos anymore; I just want peace. I feel lost, crippled by the noise, longing for someone to just hold me close and say, "I'm here."
On the outside, to the world, I’m fine. But underneath, I’m suffocating in a void that feels like nothing and everything all at once.
The lights are out, and I'm left alone in the quiet.