Thursday, July 4, 2013

a letter to myself

                                                                                                                                    january, 3rd 2013


dear nabila,

i'm here. i'm listening. it's ok, don't cry.
i will sing you to sleep, remember?
i know how you feel.
i'm not gonna say that i know "exactly" what you're going through, because i don't.
we all have different problems, some bigger than others. but that doesn't mean we can't feel, right?

i have bad thoughts too.
they keep coming back.
they're haunting me actually.
eating me away until i'm just some fucking shell.
i'm so tired of it.
sometimes i think that maybe just one little blow will make everything better.
everyone will better off without me.
i'm just too afraid to keep going.
but nabila..,
you've shown me that no matter how bad things get, no matter how useless or disgusting we feel, we must find the strenght to keep going.
we need to realize that we're not alone.

even though we can't choose where we come from, 
we can always choose where to go from there.
i want to be someone, and i think i will be.
i think you will too, nabila.
i hope you know that i'm always here to listen because you've taught me so much even when you felt alone.
but now, you can never be alone.
thank you for everything.



love always,


yourself 

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