@ Tuesday, October 26, 2010
I trust too much of my intuition.
Too much till I got paranoid when things doesn't 'feel' that it's on plan.
Too paranoid till I felt so insecure.
Too insecure that I'm feeling depressed.
My intuition hurts me quite badly. It's like death moments.
Sometimes it self create a story of its own.
The imagination that makes everything so real that I thought it's for real.
It could be all me, myself and I.
I can never know - what if it's really true?
The thinking process loops over and over until it gets mentally worn down.
So bad that 'that night' could occur another time, another worse episode.
I hope not. My inner voice tells me what's good and what's best for me.
But my inner thoughts are destructing everything. The mind, body, soul and the heart.
I can put into simpler terms to summarize the above; I'm heartbroken and mentally lost.