You wander with the blindness when the moon light isn’t
enough… you can turn on the yellow bulb but you prefer the dark… you are
frightened by the truth but you know that you have to see it… you walk in grief
and then stand at the corner with smoke in your hand… you feel the drag deep
within your chest, and then see it getting vanished in the deep blue sky… stars
are beautiful… they leave you wondering about the lost stars of your life… and
you feel indifferent with your own self.
You always favored not to wrap up anything and left things with partial
thoughts… because that’s easy… decisions are complex. Those never spoken words are so intense for
your chest that you throw them aside and surrender in front of your shadow and
become unsympathetic. But in the end of all you decide to do nothing and sit
down silent.
When reality is so hard to take and imaginations are very
fake… when happiness is only drugs and music… when craving for love becomes the
oldest pain… when things are wrong and worst is yet to greet… when you can
taste the bitterness on your tongue and you feel pain in your heart but tell no
one… when sleep is no more your friend and pain of friendship doesn’t let you
sleep… in the end of all you decide to do nothing and sit down silent.
You see burned ropes that were once there to tied up your
life together. You feel deadened and miss your old person who now lives in
pieces… who is now conscious of his
unconsciousness and do nothing… He wish to change but cannot help being
immutable. Out of the blue he laughs on God… how easy it is blame him, how easy
it is to deny his whole existence, how easy it is to even laugh on him but then
you laugh on yourself… how easily you escape yourself, how easy it was to fall
and crawl and then give up, how easy it was for you to lose everything you were
holding on from decades, how easy it was to be None… how easy it was to be
soulless. But in the end of all you decide to do nothing and sit down silent.
