Billions Of Stars And Words Collide

02

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is this really meant for me?

a lot of questions had been bombarded my whole being, unsure of what answers they would have. the long nights were like those sharp outgrowths of prickles in my favorite milky roses as they slowly carve wounds right into my soul — it stings. i was left puzzled and found myself drowning in profound, frightening thoughts. i unconsciously start to doubt every decision i’m planning to make, slowly losing my will to strive. sound exaggerated yet it bothers me. it haunts me every time Sol lets Luna shine the brightest.

was i just making things complicated?

perhaps. hurting is a choice, yet it never gives notice when it will infiltrate nor ruin our hearts. it just smoothly creeps inside us, causing us to lose our wish because of extending foul words. lots of confusion even made its way for my mind to barely grip on sanity. but then, it affects me no more. for the past years of living my borrowed life, i saw it forthcoming. throw me excruciating phrases, question my preference of living my life — i won’t stop maneuvering my ship to the place i desire.

certain uncertainty | maribeth bantog

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This writer’s works are all fiction. Unless stated otherwise, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents in this piece are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or events is purely coincidental.