At times I just want to walk away from my life.
Walk away from the harshness of this world.
Walk away from the bitterness people have shown me.
Walk away from the eyes that look at me with so much disappointment and disgust.
Those eyes that I am afraid to see every day are the eyes I see in the mirror.
I forgot how gentle my eyes used to feel when looking at the people around me.
Also how those eyes looked at the world with such readiness and passion.
I have been beaten down so much, I’m too tired to look at the world as I once did before.
I’m too tired of finding reasons to continue in a world that created people who just want to hurt me.
But at last, the reason to exist tends to find me instead.