Today,
The day it was raining
so hard,
Yet, nothing really
changes
Things still stay the
same,
Still, my feelings,
Became as blue as the
day is,
Just look at the
clouds and the skies.
Doing nothing means no
lie,
Feeling the wind
touched my face,
My lips were dry,
My hands were cold,
My legs were numbed,
My eyes fixed on the
outside,
The path was wet and
slippery,
It looked as if one
might fall by its patches.
It might seem so
likely to the path I’m going to take,
Though the way looked too
blurry, even to walk,
I couldn’t really say
it’s hard,
Because I’m the one
taking the first steps,
Because it might be my
fate He set for me,
I rather put faith in.
I thought too much,
but thinking nothing took too much risks,
That time I took did
make 'doing nothing' do worth,
By staring far away,
Doubting things which
are going on,
Just now. Before.
Soon.
Just stroll, around
this and that,
Which way?
Front or back. Right
or left.
Does it worth?
Or just a waste. Or neither
sense.
Can I stay true?
Or maybe I should
stand back.
As I might be failed.
Being a leader is not
hard,
As being together the
best escape.
Lead my very own way
is the other way around,
With none comes to
survive together,
It’s my very own
narration,
It’s going to be an
anecdote for everything,
And it's hard.
That's why I kept on
being silent,
As it just could be
the best.
On a rainy day.
Just like today.
01:16
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