"SIMPLY 'UNWELL'..." in "RESTLESS: POETICALLY-SPEAKING"

Forgive me. I think I’ve just reached a breaking point here. I know it’s kind of scary. The old ghosts of the past have returned, I fear.

I’m sorry. You’ve never seen me cry before. I’m silently battling my self-despondency. I’m afraid I can’t take this anymore.

Don’t worry. I hate to be the cause of your frown. I’ll try to go back to the old, high-spirited me. I don’t want another meltdown.

Still, no promises. I don’t want to swear I’ll never let anyone down. I wish I were free from mental trials and crises, but we all know some wishes are useless.

It’s just ‘one of those days’. I’ll find a way to be okay. May God help me to escape these personal demons for I never want them to return and just stick around...

R.

(Jakarta, 23/6/2014 – 7:30 am)