How about you give up the fight today, how about you lay still on the floor and breathe heavy, how about you start thinking of praying, how about you stop cursing and hoping.
Life that I knew of has long gone, the stress and un-satisfaction crosses the brim, and my mind gobbles at the very existence of my soul.
Is there a neutral life? Is there an everlasting hope? Succumbed into the turmoil of colliding thoughts, I cross the hurdle of hoping hopelessly only to burn out.