Glorious Sadness

Sometimes writing could feel soooooooo damn relieving.

And that’s what I’m doing now.

Here in my desk.

While my eyes are too dry to cry.

My heart is somewhere else.

And my soul has been lost for I don’t know, forever..?

I need a break. I really need a break.

Cos it’s really getting hard at the end of the day.

I need distraction, beautiful release, emptiness.

Let me fly.

Let me be empty.

Just let me.

Hopefully, I’ll find some peace tonight.

This glorious sadness is driving me insane.

Well, at least, it does bring me to my knees.