Heavy feelings.
Numb.
Hurt.
Useless.
______
It's dark. The sounds of thunder can be heard. At a glance, there's a lightning.
"I can't sleep,"
I tried to close my eyes. As my chest felt narrow followed with the short breaths. It's getting heavier and heavier.
"I'm scared,"
Something streaming down my face, when I tried to catch my breath. I'm trembling. Can't resist the sadness, my voice cracked from crying. I cupped my mouth tightly.
"I need somebody,"
I said that. I wish I could say that aloud. My heart just screamed that aloud. I can hear it clearly, even there's no sounds to be heard. Heavy rain started to pour. My voice drowned, I can't hear anything.
"At least, the rain with me,"
It's almost dawn. Why the night passed so quick? I'm tired. But my eyes opened widely.
I'm tired. I can't do it anymore.
I'm tired. Everything doesn't work.
I'm tired. It's all the same.
I'm tired. I can't say aloud but my mind screaming.
I'm tired. I don't wanna live.
I'm tired. It's hurt.
I'm tired. Why everybody doesn't recognize it?
I'm tired.....
I'm tire....
I'm tir...
I'm ti...
I'm t..
"I can't feel anything. The same. Anymore,"
______
Everything stopped for a while. I want it to be continuously stop. Not a pause, not a rewind, not even a replay. I just wish it never started.
I want it to be full-stop. I want it to end.
Still...
It is continuing.
YOU ARE READING
Color Of Life (A Collection)
PoetryMy mind keep thinking, thinking until I can't feel again. This will be never-ending, but who knows if one day I'll give up, it's the day I can feel right again, it's the day I feel like my story is enough. . . . "What if someone's heart want to live...
