To know myself..
Sometimes while driving my car on an open road, I feel like crying. |
And I ask myself, why?
Sometimes I see through a cloud at night, wondering at the faint blue shimmering star and my eyes well up.
At the crack of dawn, when the sound of prayer call from a near by mosque fills the air, my heart aches. Sometimes I am so fragile that even a drop of rain can shatter me,
a ray of sun can burn me.
I do not know why?
I sit alone and ponder over things that can change this.
Music, painting, writing...and I realize that this feeling doesn't go away, only it comes out in a different way.
This feeling.. I don't even know how to describe it. Its not loneliness, sadness, self loathing or emptiness.
Its as if, there is something bubbling inside wanting to come out, but it can't.
There is something, that is stuck inside, trying to pull me inward.
Something, which fills my mind and my heart day in and day out.
I don't love with all my soul.
There is no beauty in my laughter,
no depth in my tears.
Each moment life is slipping by and I do not know how to live it.
The most difficult thing indeed is, to know your own heart and soul.
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