need a light

every monday i look forward to the weekends. and the weekend comes. and it passes. and monday comes again. and again. and again.

it's like a tunnel. and i can't see the light.

it's like a hamster wheel. no matter how hard you run, you'll get nowhere.

i just feel so trapped. so overwhelmed. and i don't understand why... it's not as if i'm that stressed. nothing's wrong with me, but then again, nothing's right either. i just feel so frustrated with everything. and yet, i have no great need... i feel so lost, but i have God to guide me.





it's just... everyday's the same old thing. wake up, col, home, wake up, col home, wake up.... it's like... what's the point of it all? it's just so meaningless. where is hope when i need it? where is light when i can't see? i'm tired... so tired of feeling tired. so tired of all this monotonousness.





if this is stress i must be horrible at dealing with it.

i need to see the end of my tunnel. i need something to hold on to. i need something to look forward to.