Days without You

worn-out.
sighs.
im seriously getting very fed-up.
i thought what im doing now would take my mind off the workload.
at least i thought it would.
billions of stuff are still left undone and it seems like there's no way i have ANY time at all to complete them.


expectations build up and thats the worse of all.
it contributes to nothing but tears.
it seems like just yesterday i've started this piece of crap.
yet.
somehow it feels different.
i dont know.
it used to be a dream i work towards.
with the never-giving-up attitude and the motivation from god-knows-where.
it just seem so far now.
just too far.
its too impossible.
so out-of-reach.
the possibility of going back to the beginning is less than a zero.
disappointments.
passion is something i have.
oh is it something i used to have ?
i only find myself dragging my feet and in my most unwilling self.
dread doing everything and anything of that sort.
Never have i been feeling this way.
deep inside me, i know, it is not going to work out.
it is absurd.
absolutely ridiculous.
its fading, fading so quickly.
This truth drives me into madness.




im sick of all this.
i know i can stop the pain.


i'll edit this post tmr.
most probably.