Plik. Plok.
The droplets of water in the roof of our house keeps on making noises. Wandering my eyes, I stood up and thought... "Where is this place... I really need to go? Where is this place...I have to hide myself through?" Without a single thought I went out of the door.
Wearing nothing but my jeans, and a v-neck white tee shirt, I got my black hoodie and walk out of the gate. Passing through the faded brick wall, facing an animal bush of a multi-millionaire mansion. I go straight out on the road without an exact direction to go. I need to find it, that place I have to hide myself.
Crossing the mini store with lots of children outside that are waiting for the customers and to ask food for them. I saw this pair of eyes, starving and begging for my mercy. But.. Life is that and my eyes went away. I continue to walk passed through them, through that child with that eyes. That eyes with innocence and struggles. That eyes which a pure poor child beggar could only bear.
I see the lights rushing in a goof. Makes the raindrops look like a bliss of a feeling. Coming so quickly like a heart attack and then go away faster like a fox. I'm already soaked when I realized, I don't know where already I am now. The gushing flow of people rushing to their way home. Eyes that's looking at me with such question.
Why is this person is in the center of the crowd? Not moving an inch and making any sound?
This is not good I have to keep going..but should I really have to keep going?
With such thought I move like nothing happened. I pushed myself in between two couple clinging to each other so that they won't get as soaking wet like me. Like me who got nothing but a pair of crocs slippers, jeans, a white v-neck shirt and a black hoodie. I walk and walk passed through the alley.
Suddenly, I felt tired of everything. I felt tired of the rain pouring down from the sky. I felt tired of the eyes judging me without knowing me well.
As I was tired of everything, I suddenly forgot that I'm on the very edge of a cliff. And with a one gust of wind, my body fell to this thorny spikes. Piercing my body like a hundred knives. Spearing a particular place, going deeper and screwing my entire body which is covered by blood now. But the rain keeps on falling and washes my blood away like a dirt in a cloth. The raindrops mixed with my blood oozing out of my body were spilling on the bushes and grasses. Like a fertilizer to make them healthy and alive.
The rain that keeps on falling, are fin'lly gone and had stopped. With one single drop, I closed my eyes, and all went black.
