Dear God,
would you like to give me a sign of my life to the right path? i was scolded by the professor to tears the other day, until now i am still living in the shadow of torturing moments, never did i feel that awkward in my living life, someone say i deserve it, i need alarm in my too peaceful, cozy bed, besides the pillow, the alarm went off my god, it is 2 pm again, i sighed deeply, another half day passed in coma, the grey sun was high above as usual, who bothers to see it? the passage is already filled with the scent, flying from the kitchen on the second floor, shuffling to the bathroom, i see into the mirror, a starving ghost, hunger for food, searching with hollow eyes, nothing was there for me to eat, i searched in my mind until i realize i need to go out to buy for my belly , it is evening already, it is not hot . i wanted to buy some leaf, i searched my bag, my wallet is nowhere, maybe i left it in the dormitory, i had some fresh evening air for dinner, which is really cool. enough for a person doing nothing but sleep. no need for food, air is enough... the air for me... looking into the sky, birds are chirping, "yes , i miss you " how could the bird know what do i have in my mind? god , is it you who are talking to me through a bird? i wish i could become into a bird and fly away before the new moon. before the vampire sucks my blood, leaving me a hollow skin.
God Bless the Tanturm
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