Pain(t)

A picture speaks a thousand words

It's been quite a tiring day. Straining, esp to the mind.
At the end of the day, it's myself who falls and keep falling.
The rain came, and it gave me deeper wounds. Real deep.
And again at the end of the day, it's myself who heals it back.

Same old routine, never fails to return.

I hate it.
I hate myself.

No, actually I dont. What contradiction it does to me.