Have you ever had one of those wierd kinda moments where you'd just be driving by yourself, or like even sitting at the same spot for hours where you feel like everything is wrong and you're all silent because you don't know if anything at all could be done to come out of that sinking feeling.
But then you have a life that you have to continue living without letting anybody having any hint of what you're going through. You've to continue your day normally and act like you forgot how you felt but inside you didn't.
Do you wonder if that silence is trying to tell you something? What if it's saying that silence and numbness are never ending. That nobody but you yourself could help you coming out of it. That if not for the joyous moments you have to go back to life for the creepiness and gloominess it holds for you. That you have to go back to singing songs again maybe the sad ones this time. That you have to roam around places, some new ones this time. That you have to click pictures of the bizzarre soul you are left with.
Maybe, then you will start to miss the places you've been once at, not because of the people you went there with but because of somebody who you used to be when you were there. That might help you to come back. That might narrow down the silence and bring back the sound of the singing sparrow to your life. That might help.
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