so much failure.

she sobbed for a good hour.
maybe even three.
i can barely stand the guilt.

[one of my best friends].

i am better off far away from everything. and everyone.
i am not meant for this world. relocation is a must.

thankful

she is right.
no major tragedies,
no close deaths,
nothing major,
healthy childhood.

sometimes all you need is a friend to point out the goodness in life.
she is right.

regret will not define me

so much quitting, never enough trying.
did i limit the life ahead of me?
too much pressure for a child, i'd say.
but the roads
the paths
the doors ahead,
they speak for themselves.

i have not allowed room for rewards,
for He is absent.

my dreams have been deceiving me.

there is no rain.
there are no curls in my hair.

what trickery is this reality!
such confusion, taunting!

surrounded by prospects

life is too complex sometimes. is it possible to have too many options? i yearn for that year of simplicity.