I don't know what to say,I don't how I start,
Cos there's a mark,
and it's just not ready to part....
....!!!
So, the night is at its peak, it's 2 AM and I just sat to write some poetry but I can't compose it.I feel so shallow as if there's no feeling. I don't know if it's a positive sign or a bad omen. Am split into two beings right here, one, is an awesome optimist while the other is an awful pessimist. One says it's going to bring only good while the other just calls me a darn looser. What I hear is either the peace in silence or a shrill of the quiet. Is this numbness of my senses or the chaos inherent in the situation that's making everything unperceivable? Why do I have all questions in my mind but no answers to gratify the curiosity? There's either nothing to think about or it's an excess of mentations.
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