Life As A Writer

Michael Daaboul. 26 y/o from Australia/Melbourne. Digital Designer & Creative Writer.

Don’t follow the map society has given you, everyone is taking the same path and it might not be for you. Have you ever felt like what you’re doing doesn’t feel right, the feeling of being lost? Believe in yourself to take the detour. You will fail, your pride will be hurt, you will stuff up over and over again, but you’re going to make it and you’re going to be amazing!
Michael Daaboul
Yeah, I’m not feeling well, I’m in a state of extreme emotional hell and I haven’t had any sleep last night. So no, I’m not pissed off with you, I’m emotionally drained and my lack of sleep is not helping my cause. Thank you for understanding, now if you would please excuse me, I’m feeling a little annoyed and irritated.
Michael Daaboul
It was a long day and I found it hard to remember all the details. It was cold and the nights swallowed the light before time had a chance to tick over to evening. Sometimes there was snow, sometimes there was nothing at all. That’s the day you broke my heart.
Michael Daaboul
Today I wonder why I couldn’t get myself together to save you and I wonder why I wasn’t a better person. I fell back in darkness where I thought I was with you, being content in complacency and remembering all our conversations while finger mapping our body’s grooves. It hurts you know, when I thought it was you, that I would be the one that will be next to you.
Michael Daaboul
I’m not myself, okay, I’m under so much stress, I feel like shit and I’m having panic attacks as if it was a cup of coffee. I can’t take this anymore, I feel like I don’t know myself, as if I’m in a mental stranglehold, like I’m not me anymore.
Michael Daaboul
Why couldn’t I find a way to make things better before the storm came and swept my heart away? Why was I blind to the pain, numb to the emotions? Maybe my body couldn’t take the stress. Following no path, and all of this making no sense, my mind wanted to leave and my heart didn’t want to agree.
Michael Daaboul
I was happy looking back at our life, all our conversations at night and looking at the glow in your eyes. In bed with our bodies intertwined, I thought we had it all, like a beautiful song, you won’t change the station, no, it was so addictive. Somewhere along this road, I fell and I wasn’t there for you anymore.
Michael Daaboul
I should give up and walk away. What does it matter anyway? What happens if I don’t love you anymore and leave you? What can you do about it? Nothing! You grieve and you hurt. You cry and you don’t eat. You feel betrayed and destroyed, but you move on. You’re sad and nostalgic the whole time, you don’t really move on, you just slowly drift away. Then I realise, I do love you and I see you with someone else and then I grieve. It’s one violent cycle after another.
Michael Daaboul
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