ONE DAY I WILL LEAVE
Starting the day with the same old routine, getting up when the
alarm clock asks us to. Boarding the bus at a time assigned to us,
attending the classes or signing into the daily job, taking a break at an
exact time appointed and then after the same old routine heading back to home,
having dinner and going for a not-so-relaxing-sleep.
Nothing ever changes, it all
remains the same, the same people i see on my way, the same work the same
chores to do, the so familiar sunrise and the oh-so-beautiful moon, and nothing
ever changes just the moments I lose.
With every passing day. another
chance to paint outside the blue is lost,its gone, only until this all gets too
much and my mind wanders back to the void it has since everything started to be
the same, this void is a boxed out emotion that I never tend to visit, this
void is denied of any crack so no light enters, nor does any leaves.
“Here's what's not
beautiful about it: from here, you can't see the rust or the cracked paint or
whatever, but you can tell what the place really is. You can see how fake it
all is. It's not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town.
I mean, look at it, Q: look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn
in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper
people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the
paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience
store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin
and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I've lived here for eighteen years
and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything
that matters.”
― John Green, Paper Towns
― John Green, Paper Towns
But today, I let this void crack open, and the light that enters
ignites the time old desire that I have tried to hide for so long, that it
burns with a fire hard to put out just yet.
I always wanted to leave, to dive into the unknown, to get away
from this mess I have made, from the daily routine I hate to follow, I have
always wanted to leave, into the wild.
To leave and see the rising sun in a different city each day until
and unless there aren’t any left to, to breathe a fresh air and feel the
essence of every corner that I could never discover, to move around into the
fantasy as it seems, to dive into my own void and crack it open to fill it up
with experiences unknown yet beautiful to put into words, cause this void is
meant to be filled with every inch of my desire.
And ONE DAY I WILL LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK. I will fade into the
sunset and get lost in the night, and you won’t find me. I will dive into the
oceans, as deep as my soul, into the unknown tunnels that don’t know my name, I
will scream my name from the highest mountain and lose myself in the echo.
I will leave and for once live my life for myself, I will leave
and you will know that I was infinite, I was not just a body without a soul,
that I was not JUST ANOTHER DREAMER.
xPURNIMA
Amazing... ♥️♥️♥️
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