Does it get easier or we just get used to it? Are we healed or we're just distracted? Are we're alive or we're just existing?
Oh God.. so much questions and thoughts and I'm so done wondering about what is happening to me.I'm fed up with the fact that I'm just wandering around my existence with no mere purpose or some direction. My compass is deflecting and my maps were blown away and here I am .. just distracted by the howling of the wind .. Thunders break through my skies and I'm thunderstruck for a little while.. blinded by the light of hope .. but the flashing light of it quickly fades away into the blueness of my skies.
And here I can see my boat, sailing through the ocean, eager to cut the waves but for how long can its eagerness linger? It's only a little and then it sunken down ..
Pitch black and pale blue.
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