It comes when you feel secured, when you feel good even during stressful hours, when you are happy doing things that make you tired, when everything seems to be going well...the fall, the downpour, the avalanche just happens.
Then you move through time without care or concern. Then you see signs but take no heed. Then you walk, and walk, and walk until you find the perfect hiding place, or until your legs give up. It is like coming from the highest peak on a swing so exhilarated by the thrill of flying and going down to the trough losing not only the motion but also your soul. And you stay there, immobile, lifeless, save for your thoughts and a faint heartbeat, and about 21 grams lighter.
At that time, it will be so easy to lose hope, to give up, to give resting in peace a chance. But you know deep within that you just cannot let go. You have to fight. But you are suddenly weak. The confusion thrashes cognition. It is like wanting to be lost but fearing to be alone. It is like feeling empty and full at the same time.
Then you stop. You ponder upon life's essence. You want to get rid of the details as much and as soon as possible. You focus on the whys and hows, battling over how comes and could have beens. Then you walk, and walk, and walk again. Or you take a ride without even thinking about where to go, who is driving, what next.
At that time, you look far, you look away. You look deep within your thoughts until you get lost in them. Then you look up...to infinity and beyond, not wanting to come back. You take comfort in the white noise brought about by the void. Then you drift away to some place only your unconscious knows the map to. Then you breathe not to survive but to let it all out.
Then the world would stop turning.
And you will be so disoriented you would not even know where to begin.
Some say acceptance is the key. But it will only be such if you have been ready.
Even if you knew, you can never be ready at all times.
In black and white, there are no second chances.
Zero tolerance. Take it, and leave.
At that time, you look far, you look away. You look deep within your thoughts until you get lost in them. Then you look up...to infinity and beyond, not wanting to come back. You take comfort in the white noise brought about by the void. Then you drift away to some place only your unconscious knows the map to. Then you breathe not to survive but to let it all out.
Then the world would stop turning.
And you will be so disoriented you would not even know where to begin.
Some say acceptance is the key. But it will only be such if you have been ready.
Even if you knew, you can never be ready at all times.
In black and white, there are no second chances.
Zero tolerance. Take it, and leave.
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