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Wow. I feel... I don't know... enlighten. I was blown away despite the rediculesness. Yet ...

Innocent Yunari March 28, 2014 1:58 am

Wow. I feel... I don't know... enlighten.
I was blown away despite the rediculesness. Yet then somehow a felt all light and my mind becomes blank by wisdom. "Open the Sky" they said. Now I felt I want to fly too. If that were to happen I can open my own road and find my own path. The future seem so distant it pains me to think will I'll be able to reach it. The heart is capture by the unwavering wind that blew through. The cage that traps us has unlimited form, dreams are crush by just a flicker of a finger. The will is heavy on my shoulder that little by little I wasn't bother by it but truth is it hurts. I'm afraid of pain. Pain and things that are too complicated for me. Dreams only existed in stories, I thought. So I escaped from everything even hurting people who I care about most. That's why I trap myself in fantasies. My own world where I can redeem myself from all the pain I achieved. Knowing that the things that I do wrong I kept it like it was nothing. The sky is to bright and brilliant. However sooner or later I look to the ground once more not caring what might happen to me. I can never cry because those tears has escape and refuge themselves within me. Swearing that they won't come out from their shell as long as I have a steel heart. How long do I keep acting like this in front of others? I don't know. But secretly I yearn. I yearn for something in my life. I wait and wait but it doesn't come. It doesn't come to me. Why? I want to go out and find it but I keep waiting. I want to run. I want to be with the wind. I want to go against the cold feeling and just run. That's right, I actually want to fly. To feel what true freedom looks like. The happiness that I couldn't achieve even if I was a little kid. I want to fly. As high as I can to the heavens if I have to. The blue sky that mirrors the world below and all the beauty preserved. I want to see it all to the ends of the earth. The pain that was given to me I'll purify it. Until then, I'll keep on running. I'll find my road, and follow my own path. To the world I'll tell them and show them who I am. The true me and not the mask I wear. That way I'll be able to uncover my answer. Hidden in the path that is undiscover.

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