How easy is to comfort a crying mother, while you feel no less of it? How easy is to say ayzon, while you feel it is a cliché even for yourself to say; let alone, to hear it from others? How easy is to say everything will be alright, while the memories of the past are still fresh -- that you feel, youve fooled yourself, saying everything will be alright? How easy is to soothe people and let their drained hopes proliferate, while yourself is despaired? How simply can you say tomorrow is another day, while you can recall - yesterday, you were this optimistic in vain, about today? How okay is to say ‘it’s okay; everything will be okay’, while you know that it is not in its present form? .... Isn’t it hard? Isn’t it shame?? …okay, isn’t it boring? I cant hold this life up any more... I cant tolerate to see any mother crying, and beautiful souls go dimmer... I cant stand, anymore, to witness caring personals being screwed up, and innocents suffering…. but, I cant do nothing! - and this is the most abashing, and the very cause of the random midlife crises. Life is eventful, and every detail of it is temptational; futile, and boring as well, unless its just form is likely. Hey foe, right now, I cant help feeling &proclaiming that... I am defeated! I am hopeless! I am helpless! Im not that fool to die; and Im not that brave to face more challenges of life. And, no matter what, I intend to live more. But I know, none can tell about tomorrow; neither an enemy, nor a friend can forecast. And no man is immortal.
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 19:59:36 +0000
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