Writings by D

My love for walking in the beach made me take this photo. Until now I wonder my existence. Sometimes, I find myself drifting away from what I really want & to walk in a wrong direction that when I reached the destination, I asked myself: How can I go back? Why am I here? What am I gonna do next?

And that's the pain we feel when we don't know where we're going. Seems like everything just ends here. It deeply reaches down to the bone. Crushing our souls that we become lost in the dark, watching the light.

Some people are working so hard- Only to go home and sleep from a tired day. Some people went out with their friends, drunk and high- Only to go home and sleep or cry. All of us experience different things, living different moments.

'Cause we are just the people who tend to know the reality. That maybe we're living. Maybe that's it. But is there a next time? A next life? What are we gonna do next?

None of us knows, really.