Beating, for Him.

At this very moment I feel unsettled. I have something to say, something to let go, but I coudnt. These words wont  make their way out. Uncertainties conquered my heart. Aware but still not there. I hate being driven away by time. Perhaps everything was too fast for me. But, I couldnt run away. I feel trapped in my own thoughts. Things I cant be sure of. I know there must be something. Currently working on this abstract 'situation'. Is this just a phase? Cant I just fly home, kiss my mom and hug my dad now? Oh I terribly need a break. Truth hurts.