I’m so sad I could throw up. Still, I noticed everything’s not as it was few years ago. I was so sad I could throw up. But with that feeling like there’s no way out and like nothing’s ever gonna get better. Like you’ve lost yourself and your wounds can never heal. Like there’s nothing positive in anything all of a sudden.

I’m so sad I could cry an ocean of tears but I’m not gonna. Those few of despair and helplessness last night in my room as my sanctuary and a few of sad relief this morning are enough.

I’m so sad that I can’t hear the birds sing as clearly as they usually do. Even the sun is kinda foggy but there’s not a cloud in the sky.

Who knew such a revelation was hidden in all this. It’s like a sign of a new beginning. And it will be if I decide so.

I’m so sad I could throw up and yet everything’s fine and as it should be.

I have found myself in all this sadness.

And I just had to let this out.