My Road To Anhedonia

Deeper as it dredged, I came empty
That’s how dishonesty swept happiness out of me,
My mood was left uneasy
I was disturbed. I was overstimulated.

While the sun beams at the window,
the day has ended for me
But to rest my eyes at bedtime
I traveled the night peacefully

Awake, I’m burdened by my thoughts
drifting me to insanity
With thy, I’m blinded by my heart
pushing me to regression

Help me. Leave me.
I need my time alone.
Use me. Leave me.
I left myself alone.

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Nycolei Ann Baydal

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I am a proud graduate of a noble degree. I finished Nursing at Saint Louis University, Baguio City, Philippines. I grew up with strict and conservative parents and with the culture less regarding of this ever-changing world, I became so rigid at others, picky and judgmental.But when I was alone facing the world. I saw flaws revealing the glitter. These blemishes, I started to embrace that I accepted to also love others' faults. My works are reflections of inspiration, pain, weakness, and love. I cannot regret the people who hurt me or loved me because they made me; they are the ancestors of my labor.
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