I trod down Memory Lane to assuage the uncertainty of painful reality heading to life devoid of youthful exuberance and vigor.
That's the only way. But I'm at fault doing it. It didn't work. The opposite result indeed showed me the true view and only has made my regretting worse than ever.
What must have to be done? They say bury the past and look forward. Take a great leap.
True but easy to be said than being done. The happy memoirs of youth have failed to erase the fear, the loneliness and the feeling of insecurity. Have I come to the sphere of obscurity?
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