My Swollen Face

I woke up with a swollen face since I drank too much water before sleep last night, and as expected, it is not a very happy day.


Days of reckoning should have begun, followed by a few days’ self-esteem and courage and it is time to depress since I have already used up my petrol and no more for refill recently.

It is exactly like I looked in the mirror the morning and saw my swollen face, which I was really not very happy with. Perhaps it is a sense of shame and regrets that is present within me based on what had happened of the past that still linger close behind me. I know I should end it up, and I am trying to, but I don’t know how patient and confident I could keep for my rainy days.

This shadow of insecurity continues to dwell in my life, and it is temporary, I will work through these feelings and identify the root of the problem, soon.

My swollen face gets back to normal after an espresso.
So will I.