I’m tired of trying
how far do i need to run
and still end up where I began

I wake up everyday
with a hope borrowed from
a glorified past i used to live in
imitating the old self
that breathed grief
and sweated fire

Now there is no betrayal
no pain to transform into pleasure
it’s all quiet and mundane
so where do i go
looking for something to get me over the finishing line

How long until I stop starting over
over & over again
they say focus on the present
one day at a time
when all I’m doing is reaching to the point where I started from

~ Accidental Blogger

Hello Everyone! Long time no see.

The reason why I haven’t been writing much lately. Plus my blog was having server issue. It was offline for almost 3 months.

Finally it’s fixed now & I can start posting again.

Although I’m not sure if I’ll be able to write new content as consistently as I used to do. But yeah, I’ll try.

Hope you guys can still see the post on your wp feed 😉

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