Here I was again walking along the beach.


I was drowning with sorrow and misery.

I thought I could survive alone.

But I could not.

I have not felt happiness in a long time.

I just like to pretend infront of people.

Like always.

But deep down I am dying with pain.

I am exhausted from trying so hard.

I am just falling apart.

And then I thought, maybe I was made to be alone.