My only rendezvous,
Is to wander in a place where I won't be thinking of anything else
where I only need to perceive the things around me
I wanted to protect myself from the noises that bothers my inner peace:
External noises, internal noises
loud voices
mind script
devil's whispers
overwhelming emotions inflaming your chest
like it wanted to explode from its imprisonment
then break into endless detesting words
I wanted to distance myself
from people
they don't know anymore their masks
to choose
to wear
and when to remove
it becomes permanent and durable
and grows scarier the more I look at them
they go metamorphosis as distorted beings
like pandemonium of
firing bullets of hate, stabbing knife of envy
eating with hands of gluttony and looking with eyes of curses
it has become epidemic
it spreads in a second
like an airborne disease
I wore my gas mask
and distance myself from them
I walk away and look up
I saw myself small in my big world
I felt sorry that my world had turned this way
As I continue to walk again and glance at my world
so big that I can't walk confidently without being hurt
So vast that I can't find a safe haven
my friends died a long time ago
then became one of them as they caught their disease
and so, I distanced myself
took the courage to put up my armor
with the remaining strength and faith I have
in this big world
She always stays in her nutshell. Her mother always stops her to go out. And when the opportunity came, she stopped for a while and wondered, "Will I regret to see the things from there?"
Thumbelina
