by hope you are all doing just great
well here is few words from my black book
lol
Scattered papers
Woke up one morning feeling so sad
So down
So angry
Wasn’t sure of the reason
But I am sure of what I feel
Wired feeling
Yet so strong
So controlling
As I move my hands, legs
Trying to get off my bed
I had this thought,
If I wake up with a bad mood
My day is doomed to be bad too
So my aim was to change that mood
Make my self smile
Bring joy
Perhaps a look out side will bring that joyful smile back
I thought as I walk towards the window to open it
As the first ray of light enter my room
I felt this burning sensation in my eyes
Even the sun is not so gentle on me today
This day can’t go worst
I thought
I seat in bed
Thinking of what I wanted to do
What plan do I have for I made none yesterday?
I decided to write
Most of the good peaces I wrote were all the birth of pure anger, or sadness
Some how today I feel both
So eager to write, I decided to have a shower, have a quick breakfast and get into it
But as I hold that pen in my hands
I realized that all the anger
And sadness I feel
Were unjustified
So they are not explainable
They didn’t really mean anything
Words refused to appear
I had no writing stamina
Nothing to make me write
Nothing to direct my feeling towards
For the first time I felt like this empty shell with just sadness and anger in it
With all the trying and not being able to write half a page of anything even readable
That is when I noticed that the sun is setting
And I have just wasted my time doing nothing useful
I looked around me and all I could see is scattered torn pages
Pages that should have words to describe me
Or the less to describe what I feel
Instead they are empty words from an empty heart
And right there in the middle of that chaos
In the middle of that clash
I took my pen
And wrote few words
Words that describe my day
A day full of mix feelings,
And a hell lot of scattered papers.
