🔒 Closed To the Forgotten... You.

[r a i z e n]

People Whom You Know Forgets That Your Human Too.
The Emotional Rollercoaster is a ride to experience yet the urge to vomit is still there.

I hope I'm not forgotten, people that I helped, cared and loved.
I was a sinner, at fault and damaged. I learn to use it as a motivation to continue, accompanied with the struggle and weight from past experience, I've carved a hole in this big ass mountain I'm passing through.

Yet it's not enough, the hole is to small.

People around me constantly changes, friends and families.
Blood or no blood. Everything changes, with money or not.

I feel left out. Everything I do seems wrong, eyes are in constant find to all my faults. Did everything I do is wrong? I may doing it right? Do i need permission for this? For what? For whom?


In constant search for an answer.
Seems like it's about to end, but I'm still hoping, If hoping is still a thing.

 

[plhbg1]

why do like to be remembered? it's like requiring other people to do something for you, why is that?