Freaking out

I am freaking out. And in. While I am drinking a glass of wine. Red.

I am what I am. I do what I do.
And I am freaking out.

I am trying to keep the special. I am trying to keep myself while I am freaking out.

I won't go. I won't sleep. I won't breath until...

I believe in miracles. I believe in special. I believe in love. I believe in me.

I... I... I... How could I escape from the illusory me that grew inside of my person while me was everything that I could find for some time!?

It's just a day. A worse day then yesterday. A normal day. Nothing special. Except the fact that minutes can turn you back in time. And keep you there for another minutes until reality comes back and freaks you out. And in.

Uarevar...

My second glass is almost empty. And I am still freaking out.

I love English. It makes my freaking thoughts seem beautiful. Yes. I am hiding again behind an illusion. Who says I don't have the right to do it if it makes me feel human?!

I am a freaked out Supergirl ready to escape in her pijamas and another glass of wine.

Life is wonderful. When there are eyes to see it, hands to touch it and I to feel it.


Supergirl


PS: I can hardly wait for tomorrow... as today is freaking me out.