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Wednesday, March 2, 2022
The entire war is so upsetting, no one wants a war. We all want this to stop, but sometimes we feel powerless and sometime it's hard to even express ourselves. I am the same, it's hard to put the words together when a part of world is dying. The other day i saw a meme and it sank deep in my heart...
I might be selfish to just write what my heart wanted me to...forgive me people. Just one day if i really become capable of...i'll write what i should.
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I...i...i am holding my my mother's hand and walking beside her... yes...it is her... I... my... oh my... i'm so happy... i can cry the happy tears, the tiny me! haha...! It's so funny... how tiny i was, whatever! I can forget all and be beside my mother, i can touch her, the worth of her hand melting my pain away... I am happy... i want to keep smiling...no actually i want to laugh all my joy out.
My mom took me to the lake, i haven't seen anything so beautiful in my entire life, beautiful blue-white sky, and then this white water fall, looks like pure milk coming down the hill, then come this crystal-clear water... how can something be so pure? i can see the pebble down the water...so many of them...so colourful!! mom left my hand and sat on a rock, she looked at me and smiled...my heart feels so happy...it's complete...it's satisfied. I kissed mom's cheek and went to the water, i put my feet in...so cold and refreshing... I desire for nothing else in my life... I inhaled the pure oxygen till my lungs are puffed out, and close my eyes. I am happy to my death now.
I opened my eyes...my mother is gone... What??? she is gone?? "mooomm" my heart is crying for her right now. Wait...i am not tiny anymore...i grew in a blink of an eye... there is no blue-white sky anymore... it's black cloud now... everything's black now...everywhere it black n white... no colour exist anymore. Wait...the pebbles? there is no pebble that i can see...i can't see what's under this black water...wait...it's not water... what is this liquid? I am moving down...i cannot feel the ground...what is this??? someone help!!!! I can't swim!!!! someone!!!! Is it black ink???? I am sinking...man i can't swim... I'll die... SOMEONE!!! ANYONE!!!! please come!!! oh right! I am no Disney Princess that a prince will come swimming to take my hand and save me...it's not a fancy fairy tail.
I kept sinking down n down...i do not know how deep i have to keep the drowning...i can't hold my breath anymore...my lungs are going to burst out. I lets go the last little oxygen that i had left...i inhaled the ink... man it's burning... the pain is beyond my bear points. I cannot take it anymore.
If i am to die...i want a quick death...i want to die...i want to die...i want to die... what is that this feeling? I don't like it, why did not i die? why am i still alive? i feel like an empty shell. Is there absolutely nothing inside me? not a single thing? is it the land? did i reach the rock bottom? Newton's third law right! If I push the ground with a certain force, and ground will push me back with the same force. So i just have to hit the ground with the force enough to cut the surface tension, and i can be out of this black ink ocean... Right! it worked...i am out now. I am out in the world...people..people.. people..everywhere there's people... lights, roads, cars and people... schools, offices, houses and people... fridges, coolers, stoves and people... There's no end to this world...I feel like laughing, there's nothing funny, but i cannot stop laughing...i just can't stop laughing...how is it possible? the world is full of 'this' or 'that'... still i am totally empty...i cannot stop laughing... I took a deep breath and tear roll down my cheek... everything feels worthless...i see no point... no destination to reach...no path to follow... no one to love. All i have is an 'Empty shell'. I want to go away from here, i do not want to be here...i just want to want to fly somewhere other than this land.
I am really flying...but how?? how...these wings??? when did i grow these?? the black feathered wings...it looks so gorgeous. I plugged out one feather, there's ink in the tip...what??? am i suppose to write something with this?? Whatever! I just want to fly higher and higher... yeah!!! this is good...now i can see the world from here...what now???? Oh!! Right, my feathers...i can write...so i WILL write...i will write till my last father...so that i never have to go back...I will write and write and i will keep writing....
The day i met her, she was sitting there as quite as a leaf... Not for fun not for showoff i went there because i was depressed, hopeless, i found myself lost somewhere in myself, yeah! it was that complicated. It was my first time so i was pretty nervous already then when i saw her so many thoughts crossed my mind, what am i doing here, what she is doing here, i knew that this wasn't our best place to be in.
I closed my eyes and kissed her. I can't explain how that felt, it felt like i was running out of oxygen and she gave me a brand new sky to breathe in. She took me to a new world where there's no space for pain, thoughts, regrets. It was only me and her. She gave me a new life which i wanna live forever.
I didn't notice when she became my need and those days when i was addicted to her were killing me twice first living without her and second living, it was so difficult that even death seemed little to me.
I got married but i still missed her sometimes, the distance then slowly made me realize that i never needed her she needed me, she used her powers to drag me to her because she didn't want to be alone she wanted me to vanish my existence in the air with her, she was selfish, she tried to kill me with herself and i was so into her that i was ready to die. My wife gave me the real life, she didn't took me to another world she made my this world a haven. For me it was my family you should find a reason too because cigarette is nothing but smoke and ash both comes to the existence after killing it's original existence.
floor, me sitting in the middle of this mess trying to clean everything up, i pick one piece up and another slides down back to the floor, now it's frustrating, it's making me want to cry, cry real loud. I want to scream my lungs out and tell people that it hurts, it's extreme pain, it feels like the crushed part of my heart is falling off of it leaving the destroyed heart bleeding and the process of crushing and falling off goes on and on.
I thought it's loneliness but i'm still alone in the middle of my family. I thought love will bring me out of this hell, but the love fail only pushed me deeper. 4 hours now, i am still sitting on the floor. My eyes stuck on the broken piece of wine glass, constant gaze on it took me to the void. I am not crying, sitting calm instead there's no violence anymore. I feel like void, nothing nowhere, no thought crossing my mind, no sense responding, no any feeling in my body. I am free from everything, from every emotion from every force, i am falling freely, deep in dark, like a chicken wing in the air, i am falling deeper and deeper and deeper....
I jumped on my heart from the alarm clock ring, my heart racing like a horse, taking enough time to let realization hit me i took a long breathe. Taking a long hot bath i got dressed for the new day. Before leaving i went to take a final glimpse of myself in the mirror. Thickening my eyeliner i smiled at my reflection. People should notice only my dark eyeliner not my dark soul.