darky night (writings)

This night, it started with a question. Am I that less fortunate? Over and over I can see the flashback, a place where I was before. Same old songs, as fear stab my heart in this very night. I wander in dreams flying with the stars bright as your eyes. What if I’ve chosen a different perspective in life, will I be able to reach the heavens and touched the clouds just as the story would always play when I was young? Maybe not, we all have our share of good and bad days. It may not fall in our ways, yet willingly we search for that something. It may be someone or something besides you. We wait until days would turn grey, darkens heavens fall I wanted to cry or even shout for the skies to feel the pain inside of me. I kept seeing myself drenched and drowned in a pond of mud. Useless self existence, I feel helpless. Here I am again in this same old page. The world was never meant for my kind, life’s not equal. There would always be pain and anger that feed me to become numb, to see that everything that surrounds us would be the ones to hurt us. After all life’s not a fair game. But I remember you stared at me with your eyes closed. a.i.b