Blackhole

I woke up early today.

I heard too much noise from my mom’s bad case of cough. This is the 3rd time that she had a bad cough this year. And im thinking this is not just the usual cough or colds that we experience during rainy days or cold weather. Im getting really worried. What makes me more worried is the consistent disturbing behavior of my father. He still talks in an explosive way and it is really tiring. Also, not helping in our problems. Im tired of talking back. Im tired of listening and im tired of this kind of attitude. He just makes everything worse than it could ever be.

Sometimes i wonder how he can live in this kind of negative behavior. Im scared that i might turn out like him someday. Im really afraid and bothered.

If only i could afford a psychiatrist for him and if only i could give more to my mom. It feels like im the one left with all these thoughts about my parents. Again. 😦

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One Day Things Will Work Out And I Hope It’s Tomorrow

Thought Catalog

One day, the right stars will align themselves, and you’ll find yourself where you should be. In the morning the sky will burst in pink and gold, and the sunlight will pool around you. The universe has tipped itself in the angles of impossible, and you will find, it has all fallen into place.

The cracks in your heart, they’ll remain, no amount of sun filtering through can fill them, no laughter can, but you will know, like everyone who has lived through a sadness, any sadness- that you will fall into the gravity of tomorrow. It’s inevitable. You aren’t the first person to want to just disappear in your duvet in the morning, and you won’t be the last. You’ll wake up, and the half-second infinity when the morning sun washes the tips of your eyelashes white hangs on your shoulders like a curse. You’re still alive.

It feels…

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