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Thursday, 19 April 2018

Somewhere...Somewhere far beyond....

I hope somewhere far beyond there is a place, where I can be free.
Somewhere, where I can learn to trust, without being cynical about the fact that love might not be for me.
Somewhere, where I can laugh, laugh and not be scared thinking who might be having what opinion of me.
Somewhere, where I can feel at home, a place which will be mine and will provide me with the feeling of being safe (My home does not feel like that place to me, I dunno why).
Somewhere, where I don't feel the need to cry to vent out the pent up emotions, a place where it will not be necessary.
Somewhere, where I don't think of killing myself, where I feel life is worth living.
Somewhere, where there is someone who can at least listen to me, I feel empty when I see everybody around me complaining and I have to think a million times to open my mouth.
Somewhere, where there is someone who is mine, a time and place where the words like "I don't have the mind or maturity to handle someone THIS delicate" (apart from many other such things) do not bother me anymore.

Somewhere, where it is my place.

Some other time, some other life :)

Somewhere...I remember the flute :)




P.S.: I know many people will judge me saying that you are being sissy or emotional or delicate because I wrote all this. I don't think I should justify.
This is my way to vent out, I cannot go to anyone else to let out. This is the place which can listen to me, is there for me when I need to pour my heart out. Without this I might lose my sanity or worse, lose myself. And I cannot let that happen.

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