there's something beautiful about a crisis. something amazing about a breakdown.
inside there is an unknown 'pop' where everything that you've fought hard to keep in and sealed,
is just released and set free. like a caged bird gained freedom.
the knots in your brain tangle up and twist till it's become a huge mess, and there's no way to untangle them
and then finally when you need them untangled, it gets cut in a single swift motion.
there's a slight pause, you can see the tangled bits slowly breaking free in slow motion and then *bam*
like a free falling skydiver the knots fall to a bottomless pit.
that's just it, years and days and hours of just resisting and pulling back. and it ends within a millisecond.
it ends with just a snap.
it's fascinating to see the emotion of a person, the freedom of all the emotions combined, the unconscious loss of control of ourselves. the outburst. the point of no longer resisting succumbing to the snap.
because misery loves company, and built ups always have a limit.
maybe in a way we're all just waiting for a snap
something to momentarily set us free and release everything we've walled in.
but we're all just really scared to break it down.
because with every breakdown, leads to an empty shell, a void hole, a desolate area.
humans are not afraid of fears, we only fear because there's no one out there.
but if there's anything i've learnt from life and the people beside me leaving (physically and spiritually)
is that the feeling goes away. whatever it is we're scared of, or the freedom we long for.
whether we enjoy it or hate it. it goes away. change is the only constant in the world.
so after we're done crying and shouting and becoming another person, after we're done picking up all the loose pieces, getting up from the ground,
there's only one thing left.
What Now?we go through every single emotion ever felt, we get tangled up, we get released, and all there is after all the collateral damage is
What are we to do Now.
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