As often as a human's breath, deadlines and restrictions pop up simultaneous with emergencies chores, and necessities...all in a fast pace, many things are prioritized ...though, most are unnecessary and occupy precious space in our lives...
everyday, we struggle...silent battles and tribulations stir the soul... for some reason, some things cannot be changed...some people play deaf and stay the same.....neither could thoughts towards them, be altered... sometimes, our ties with useless stuff, and useless people...need to be severed. moments come when, we've had enough ..............of rules and regulations. ...................we just get fed up...
life is precious and short.....a part of me ....awaits a break......a cold phase, .........when all my discontent would freeze ..............when all queasy feelings ...................this fidgeting within, ........................would turn to ice ..............................permanently..... ....................... ................... ............. ......... ...... .... .. .