some days begin with a feeling that its going to be a day when you question everything.
some days the vacuum is just too dense to ignore, or perhaps its a black hole you struggle to escape.
some days all you need is to hear some loving voice that can kill the disruptive thoughts.
some days you wish to be different , for things to be different and yet no possible scenario appeals.
some days are like this.
some moments like this become your whole day.
some times even accepting doesnt actually help the way its going.
some decisions are not too hard to take but the resolve to stick to them flutters in the light.
some days are just sadness delivered by your own heart.