tomorrow frightens her

the cold wind blows as she started to swim in a deep thought

"where am i heading to?" she whispered in a resigned voice

"what am i going to do next?'

she was desperate to take a glimpse of her life's next episode

her curiousity drives her mad and insecurity kills her confidence.

without any belief that she will do well,

her doubt started to grow and destroy her, 

slowly but sure.

she can no longer see what is happening right in front of her eyes

getting too focused with the unseen future, she ignored the fact that she is living the moment

the current moment, the fact that she is breathing;

for now

 

her today's existence is never admitted

she thinks that she was born for tomorrow

but the hanging question always have left her in silence;

"what is tomorrow, again? who will i be tomorrow? what is the purpose of tomorrow?"

lost.

she lost her identity,

she lost her soul in the word "tomorrow"

she hates herself for whatever she is becoming "tomorrow"

then tomorrow becomes her enemy,

she wishes that tomorrow shall no longer come.

and as frighten as she could be, she ended her life

just to save her from meeting 

"tomorrow"

wore: unbranded batik vest, cotton ink white shirt, zara turquoise pants, charles & keith black heels

(and a special appearance by my bestie: Pingkan Palilingan)

cheers,

sartob