Wednesday, December 9, 2009

November 21st

This feeling is complex and mere sadness can't elucidate it. The emotion buries itself deep within where it cannot be easily removed. At once I am alone far away and forgotten. The train left me on the wrong side of this world with my swollen eyes unable to dismiss the tears inside. Comfort never finds me and I am so tense. My holiday past long time ago where they waited for me to show my smile with arms spread, but now I am but a ghost. Here I am trying to put my finger on this guilt that consumes me as if many years ago I committed murder of that innocent child only as beautiful as my own. Did I drown him in that secret swamp hidden behind dead trees and beyond common roads?

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