Solace, finally
“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.” – Jack Kerouac
There's this one instance in your life that you just couldn't believe that you cannot manage your anger, your temper, your mood - yourself. You get frustrated - nearly crying - or really cried, admit it for God's sake - and you shake yourself up - for reality check. But you still find yourself in the limbo. The last thing you knew, you sling your bag with clothes you just picked from your closet - and off you run to wherever your feet will lead you.
And you, with a few bucks in your wallet,
just ran away - with not even a plan of where you are heading. You just wanted to run away so you stop hurting the people you love. You don't understand what is wrong or what is happening. You are just one troubled soul - looking for answers - answers that you yourself can't find in the innermost of your soul. You
just think and act fast because the least thing you could do is hurt those people who you loved the most.
While in the bus, you contemplate, you try to ransack your brain, your memories, the deepest core of your heart - why is life hitting you hard like this?
Why?
and while the bus is speeding, the wind brushing against your face, the views you passed quite vague. While the dusk is beautiful - you feel it's too far away...You feel you are like a small speck in the ocean of people. You feel sad. upset. disappointed.angry.
But you continue... and it rains. it rains hard during summer.
There's this one instance in your life that you just couldn't believe that you cannot manage your anger, your temper, your mood - yourself. You get frustrated - nearly crying - or really cried, admit it for God's sake - and you shake yourself up - for reality check. But you still find yourself in the limbo. The last thing you knew, you sling your bag with clothes you just picked from your closet - and off you run to wherever your feet will lead you.
And you, with a few bucks in your wallet,
just ran away - with not even a plan of where you are heading. You just wanted to run away so you stop hurting the people you love. You don't understand what is wrong or what is happening. You are just one troubled soul - looking for answers - answers that you yourself can't find in the innermost of your soul. You
just think and act fast because the least thing you could do is hurt those people who you loved the most.
While in the bus, you contemplate, you try to ransack your brain, your memories, the deepest core of your heart - why is life hitting you hard like this?
Why?
and while the bus is speeding, the wind brushing against your face, the views you passed quite vague. While the dusk is beautiful - you feel it's too far away...You feel you are like a small speck in the ocean of people. You feel sad. upset. disappointed.angry.
But you continue... and it rains. it rains hard during summer.
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