Lost in my Own Thoughts
I was staring at my classmate's new upload photos with an ample of likes and hundreds of good comments from our peers. All of a sudden, the annoying envy that I already buried in grave awakened and left me miserable and in great tears. I should be happy for her confidence, but the unforeseen waves of thoughts smashed in every side of my mind and series of scenes appeared in my facade that made me wished to be blind.
As the thoughts scattered like a tulips' petals in a grassland, I closed my eyes and freely gave myself a freedom to be drowned in a serene sea of sleep with ripples of dream. All i could see was an infinite darkness, eerie fogs and depressing surrounding's theme without a light neither gleam. To my horror, my trembling knees bended and fell harshly in the ground because of extreme exhaustion, confusion and nameless emotions that are currently invading every expanse of my system.
Vines of fears and solicitude creeped in my body slowly because of my horrible realizations about my situation. Truth be told, I'm running for almost an hour already, but I didn't create even a little progress and just found myself hopelessly stuck in a same scenario and location. I guess I'm lost in this strange forest, and being chased by spooky shadows and dark figures where I could only do is to run continuously without well-planned destination.
I was about to scream from the bottom of my weary lungs, however as I was about to open my mouth, I woke up from my reverie. I was dreaming and imagining again. I wasn't chase by shadows either the anonymous figures, but my insecurities and emotions did. I wasn't lost in the forest nor in the maze, but with my own thoughts which is my biggest enemy. Indeed finding way to escape is impossible because being lost with my own thoughts is my inescapable fate.
"Where am I?" I asked with creased forehead after I realized that i'm now solely standing in a wide desert with unending voidness.
"I'm lost in my own thoughts again," I whispered to myself with a tone of disappointment and sadness.
-Skieslany
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Lullabies of the Tranquil Sky
RandomCompilation of different stories, short poems and random pieces that was written as the tranquil sky as one of the witnesses.
