For 4 years, I woke up every morning hoping I didn’t have to drag myself to work.
For 4 years, I woke up every morning hoping I have absolute nothing to worry about.
For 4 years, I woke up every morning hoping I would have a less stressful day.
For 4 years, I woke up every morning hoping my dad would talk to me today.
For 4 years, I woke up every morning hoping I was dead.

Now, I have ended these 4 years.
Ending my long going pain.
Saying goodbye to my past devastating moments.
Saying goodbye to all my nightmares.
Hoping…. Just hoping I’ve done the right thing.
Hoping…. Just hoping the second chapter of my life will be better.
Hoping…. Just hoping my future will be brighter and more joyful to remember than before.

Oh dear God.
How I wish you are on my side.
How I wish you could hear my prayers.

How much longer do I have to cry myself to sleep?
How much longer do I have to endure my pains?

Sometimes, I wake up in the mid of night, feeling lonely and the world crushing down on me. I loose my breath, and I loose my mind.

When I smile, I try to mean it.
Although, I’m sorry I don’t mean it 99% of the times because I am crying inside.
I’m sorry!..............