404: Peace Not Found

May 16, 2025

I’m exhausted—exhausted from fighting my own mind. The thoughts never stop. They scream, they echo, they cling to the edges of everything I see, everything I feel. I wish I could turn it all off.

My imagination was once a gift. It made me curious, made me dream. But now, it feels like a cage. It obsesses over every mystery, every unknown. It won’t let go. It spins stories I never asked for, drags me into spirals I can’t control.

I can’t rest. I can’t *escape*. And worst of all—I can’t stop it, Even when it hurts me. Even when it tears me apart.

I envy people who aren’t consumed by their own thoughts—people who can just live peacefully, without their minds turning against them.

Why can’t I be like that? Why am I stuck like this?

I just want to get rid of this curse… this chaos in my head.

Ahhh—my mind… the noise is too loud.

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