#Scribblings1 The Strong Girl!
The tablets on the table are tempting, I miss my mother's warmth, I miss being my mother's favorite child, which I never had been. I miss her calling me fondly. The tablets on the table are tempting, I miss my Granny when she used to be near me protecting me when I am afraid of lightning and thunder. The tablets on the table are tempting, when everyone around turned their back on me when I needed them the most, when they vent out all their frustration on me, when they left me all alone emotionally and mentally. When even the God on whom I once had the immense faith and respect shut me out completely, I think he decided not to hear me anymore. The tablets on the table are tempting, when I was hurting from inside out and even my playlist failed to heal me anymore; even my high volume headphones doesn't shut out all the inner voices. I think I went too far from being healed, to the state that I can't be healed at all, to the extreme state of suffering. Even though i...