p.175

Insanity is merely a survival mode. Staying alive is a collapsible feat. Listening isn’t always what we’re told. But feeling always comes in beats. Floating does not assure breathing. The waves whisper your fate. Faith does not ensure anyone believing. Death never shows up late. The sun is always shining. We simply travel at a separate pace. The moon is always smiling. We just don’t always see its face. I wish that I could save your soul but you already learned what I know.

Leave a Reply

SCROLL TO TOP