Unrealistic, how we portray our lives.
Where should we go?
24/1/22
escape.
we always happen to be where we do not belong. we are lost. we cannot escape. we want to get out. we regret and suffocate ourselves with the wrong memories. we visualise an unrealistic version of reality. we must face our shortcomings. unopened doors keep us away from what we want to become.
25/1/22
temporary.
we believe everything lasts forever. whether that be love, trust, hope or pain. however, overtime things that were believed to last the longest will go. we fear such. thus, we feel something is bound to happen, taking away what is dear to us. unveiling our biggest scars. correct, every story must end. without the unrealistic they lived happily ever after. we always compare the present with the past. changes bother us. specifically ones that break our faith in a lasting promise. an eternal glory of happiness, going down the drain.
26/1/22
gratitude.
we worry about what we do not have, we forget about what do we have. we cross the darkest times in our lives believing we are unfortunate. actually, we have so much that we normalise our privileges. many lucky ones have a place to return to and call home. others never return. they stay where they are. they have nowhere else to go to. we do.Rest in peace, Ronald Davis.
video
27/1/22
untold.
we know a page with a few words, tells more than the outside could illustrate.
28/1/22
voice.
we tell our stories, our concerns, our problems to whom we trust. what do we do when our voice is not enough, when we are not heard, when someone else takes over. we lose our ability to express our pain. we become a lonely speaker. we become a radio that no one likes to turn on. eventually, unable to ever turn on again.
29/1/22
family.
we walk down a path. we encounter a handful of difficulties. we are faced with so many problems. we argue, we hate, we hurt the other. it ruins our relationship. we run back hoping to revive it. only to forget that it will fall apart if we let go of each other. we choose to run to the end of it all, as one.
30/1/22
again.
we tell ourselves to continue and keep alive what has been forgotten. walk the miles but lose your direction, again. all just to make sure we never gave up. surely willing to sacrifice all, to recognise what no one else saw. but when one day your shoes wear out, will you still proceed walking down this path on your bare feet. if all has been lost on the journey, will you finally stop. or will you try to continue again where you started, miles back.
26/3/22
when.
we are exhausted. all hope has been lost. when all we can do is nod, smile and endure, where does the pain go. we lie, to ourselves. we pretend to have everything we want, when everything is not ours. when we have nothing, when we are empty. everyone lives on, but we feel unalive. this is our story, why cant we just stop reading. when does this chapter end, how many more sentences. when is it my turn, to feel alive.
03/8/22
closed.
we avoid what hurts us. then, do we leave what once felt lovely but no longer does. do we close the chapter we potentially ruined or do we ignore. to forget how much we are hurting. to keep us shortly happy. pretentiously staying and silently wishing to close our eyes. dreaming of letting go and never opening our eyes again. we hold onto things that used to feel unconditionally enlightening. we forget that we no longer have access to the light that has closed by itself. we stay and turn our backs on the truth, in the hopes of healing.