sentiments

Without a doubt, I know that I’m helplessly trapped in this dark pit of the unknown. And I’ll be trapped here for some time more. There’s nothing I can do. Since dad left, I’ve been living my life in this predetermined path. There’s no escaping it. And the mere thought of only myself to rely on, only myself to pull everything through, chokes me. It stings me. And what am I expected to do? At present, I’m just an intern, all my days and nights are dedicated to finish what’s been asked of me, what’s expected of me. And there’s no payment in return. All these mental and emotional anguish I have to bear on my own, sometimes, I stop and wonder how far I can go on like this.