Letters to Whoever Reads

 What am I doing with my life? I am lost, I don’t know what to do.

Wandering if this is the right path. Wandering if my dream is worth it.
Endless spirals of sadness and motivation fighting over who will be in charge.

Each day, I want to learn how to write and follow my dream.
How can I overcome something I can’t even touch?
I want to try at least before I enter emptiness.

Pushing forward even when my mind is telling me to run and give up.
Learning to read and write every day.
Improving my skills myself and fighting the silent voice that tells me it’s garbage and pointless.
Following my daily routine just to stay sane.

Trying to keep myself motivated in a world where every action is judged.
Every dream is seen as foolish.
Every achievement is criticized.

Dreaming of being free from this, not being trapped in a pointless cycle of chasing money instead of my dream.
I am more afraid of giving up than of failing — afraid of never fulfilling my dream.
And that’s what drives me crazy every day without a break.
I want a break, peace, a moment of silence.

I don’t even know why I am writing this; no one will read this.
But I have to write about my feelings; otherwise, I don’t know what to write about for my blog.

If you read this, thank you.
Keep struggling in this world. Maybe one of us will achieve what we want.
Maybe we both will

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