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salaam people.

i think i'm nearing a nervous breakdown.

anytime soon.

i dun seem to know what i'm feeling. which leads to an emptiness in my heart.

the only things left are daily supplications and prayers to HIM. of which that keeps me sane.




so many things are happening for now.

cries myself to sleep for the past few days.

i'm trying to stay the same. stay myself.

i just failed.


flashes of my late momma, comforting me to be strong. to stay steadfast.

i cant help it. i miss her. i wish she was here.

to listen to my girly woes. relationships. men. hear me vent my insecurities.


i'm just crumbling. bit by bit. but certain.


the strength i have is slowy melting. like ice put to fire.

the smiles i have are no longer existing. they're gone.


i'm just turning reclusive. building a wall around me. so that i dun get hurt no more.



no one's to be blamed for this.

its just me. and myself.


i'm just too phreaked out.


as i write this. tears are definitely brimmin in my eyes.

i dun wish to share with anyone this piece of sadness. its just not beneficial for everyone.


just lemme be with myself.

perhaps i'll sort things out..

perhaps i'll just let myself rot.