i'm weary.

Trepidation of the day... VS the anticipation of the almost minute events that unexpectedly occurs to mk me smile...fortituous...

The inordinate desire.. the yearning.. the hanker... for simplicity... Vs the truculent, impetious slap of reality.

The crave to escape...Vs the chains.

Wanting to be devoid of all emotion..unmitigated detachment... apathetic...Vs affectivity.. sentiments...me.

triumph. Vs. my life. Thank you God for the little mercies.

Let me be... i'm exhausted. nothing seems to be going right at the moment. except perhaps for one thing. but even that cannot be perfect. but.. nothing's perfect right.? right. i acknowledge it. i accept it. maybe i lost the all fight in me. maybe not.