Feelings...

Writing by listening those peaceful and soothing words. It's ten p.m. Tomorrow will be a new day. Same old questions wandering through my mind. What is going to happen? What is going to be new? Will someone finally open that door that closes my heart to others? A light. A flame. A miracle. Something to happen. All I am wishing for. And it will be over. What is going to happen? What do I gotta do? How can it change? I am not sinking yet. I hold on to the ounces of strength that I have left. I feel like I am in a gigantic ocean, sharks all around. Fighting to survive. Always keeping my head up.