Firstly apologies to my Imaginary reader for the previous blog post. Even I couldn't understand what I wrote. Didn't expect a Bacardi Breezer to do this much damage. Then again, my metabolism is crazy like me.
Anyhow…
The thing I wanted to talk about…
Over the years, some of us collect an emotional ocean beneath us. Some of us who aren't bestowed with small woes. The woes that justify the imperfection of our life are not what others around us have. But we keep moving, because that's the rule. The emotional ocean keeps increasing inside us. Barriers of loneliness keep it locked in. Some days, this ocean inside us roars. And there's a random urge to cry. Just to let go. Just to embrace a warmth we want to feel deep inside our hearts. But the tears silently flow, as the inner ocean roars….
Weird feeling this is…
I feel it many times….
Then again, I'm crazy just like my metabolism. Yep.
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