guess im finding out

im more fragile than i thought

Division

Hostility escapes me

Pervasive thoughts linger

Anger is the colour of my veins

Anger is the colour of my open wounds

Home Sweet Home

Im back from my vacation in Mexico. Yesterday was good- i got to see my best friend again =)
I feel a little unerved right now because no matter how much people told me things haven't changed, they have. It kind of feels like being woken up from a coma and everyone has changed while you remain the same. It makes me uneasy. I thought i knew exactly what to expect. I thought it would be like i never left. Why does everything feel so foreign?