shattered

me·tic·u·lous

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore." I elegantly write into my old ripped up journal slowly as if I have all the time in the world. The water soaks my before warm feet listening to the water flowing with a lullaby sound. I sit on the long rusty old dock as the night commences and my thoughts consume me. My raggedy old clothes cling onto me like a second skin as they are the same clothes I have worn for the past year and a half.

"Life is like sea. We are moving without end. Nothing stays with us. What remain is just the memories of some people who touched us as waves." I write down shakily as these old clothes won't save me from the cold air that's piercing through my skin. I watch the waves crash into the rough rocks violently for a few more moment and soon decide to close my journal, grab my belongings and turn on my mobile phone as before I wanted piece with no un pleasant interruptions. I slowly walk off the dock and onto the cracked up footpath with old gum stuck to it. I walked down the footpath leaving the peaceful lonely private beach as the sound of the crashing waves become quitter as I continue my path with the wind caressing my hair.

As expected my phone started to blow up with phone calls and messages so me being the ignorant person I am I decided to turn my phone off again so I can enjoy some more peace quite and missing the scent of the water and the sound of the sea. I look up to see the street lights glimmering upon the road. "Bright lights cast dark shadows when shone from only one direction."

My journey comes to an end - unfortunately. I grab my keys from my pocket and gracefully open the door and flicker on the lights. Kicking off my shoes, throwing my bag to the floor and tossing my hat onto the couch. I then walk into my room getting changed into some other articles of clothing to tired and drained to pay too much attention anymore - for a change. And collapsing onto my single bed with useless sheets that are too thin to have an effect on me. Not really caring anymore I drift into a deep slumber.