As you all might know,dad came back.
A few nights ago,he asked me a question:
"Why do you wear that emotion on your face all the time?"
He was referring to the dark look I had whenever I walked around.
If I could reply,I'd say that's my nature.Do I really have to wear that bright smile of hope and happiness?
Ever since I've got here,it's been nothing but plain sorrow feelings for me.I've been trying to pick up the pieces(I think I've used it a tad too much),pushing myself to move on.I just couldn't....I dwell on the past.When I'm alone,flashbacks occur to me.All those moments....all those sweet,joyful times when there was an expression called laughter that exists within me almost every single day.
Now I sill do have it,but it feels less lively.I no longer look forward to a schoolday that might have full of surprises when temperatures are below 25 degrees Celsius (A bit cold for now) and rain is scarce.I often wonder if life could get any better in this part of the world where swearing,drinking,partying,making lewd comments and being high are common(more on the "high" part later).Sometimes I just wish the whole world around me could stop for just one day watching rugby matches,bet on racehorses or doing those that I mentioned earlier and be what I want it to be (no explanations,just nothing Aussie and something else).
Too bad,I'm looking at a train right now(more on trains as well),coming from my right.I turn my head to the east,I see the past.I saw all the brightness within me replaced with an emotion called pain.I turn my head to the west,I see the future,where I'd be walking on a road,the only one I've ever known.And I don't know where it goes,but it's only me and I walk alone.So I turn my head to the north,and I realise that I had a gift floating towards my hands.This is the present,and I found it to be a type of Pandora's box.I've opened it and I'm still searching for something called hope at the bottom of the box,but to no avail.Maybe hope flew away as well,I do not know,but someday I know time's up.
For now,homie's light is dead and gone
Monday, May 4, 2009
The Part Of Me That Left Yesterday
Posted by ~~George~~ at 12:49 PM
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