“You’re a wimp!”, the black and
dark side of me yelled upon me.
Yes, there’s a black side of me.
I call it black because it dissuades me. It doesn’t dishearten me but deters
me. These are the times when I want to be all with myself and shout aloud like
a tipsy. The times when I want to self-orient but when I wish somebody to be on
my side. Somebody to listen me only without interrupting me but stay glued.
Somebody who asks me to get uncontrolled but keeps me calm. Somebody.
Sometimes, when I feel shattered
like the tiny pieces of a broken glass. The times I just want to accomplish my
ambitions but then I feel like a failure. A failure who has achieved nothing. A
failure blindly walking in the dark. These times, I want somebody to guide me
but not to persuade me. Somebody to believe me but not to call me weak. Somebody
to hold me strong. Somebody who can bring me back my lost faith.
Would I be a coward, if I want
that somebody?
Would I be a dependent woman?
Would I be a languid if I want to
tell somebody everything?
Yes, that’s how people conclude.
But No. ‘Cause not everybody is that somebody.
Sometimes, the black and brunet me overtakes
the cheerful me. When I start rushing into things to rescue myself from the
labyrinth.The times when I try to escape and run away from the problems. The problems whose solution I know of but I'm too wrecked to try them. It doesn't mean I don't fight with the problems and crunches but sometimes, well, when I'm doomed. The times when I’m good for
nothing but only causing harm. The times when I start losing myself. When I
start doubting myself and my skills. The moments of panicky. I’m not scared but
only uncertain. When the hopeful me starts getting fade. When there’s a
complete uninterested and pessimistic me. I ain’t any immature who doesn’t know
how to tackle the troubles. But sometimes, when the times of solitary and the
downfalls come.
I will walk by the streets of dusk somehow,
I will pass past the days of gloom,
Soon the sunshine will come over me bright,
The tides in the sea won’t hinder my way,
Cause this time won't last long.

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