Freedom, comes with a price tag my blink cards can’t afford.
My indiscriminate choice, resides my troubles.
It matters, I want to whine, want to cry, want to rant, want to kick someone’s ass,want to point a certain finger and say that two words that comes with it.
I want to blame someone for all that had happened.
But this is my luggage, the opportunity I took, the choice I made.
I asked for it, I wore my heels, brought my sunnies, took a flight, and traveled to a place I once dreamt of.
Now who am I to blame but myself when this dream land in reality is not like what I imagined.
Irreversible, I have another 12 months or more to go, just the thought of it makes me shudder, this is my second breakdown, let’s see how many more will come, which day will I finally confront him, blurt the truth and be labeled as the world’s biggest bitch.
Sloth is something I won’t be able to relate to, for this period of time. I’m lucky if I don’t die from exhaustion.
Dread, I have a feeling that something dramatic is going to happen soon.
Just know that, I still love you underneath it all, even if you were never responsible enough to ease the pain you gave me.
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