Sounds of Silence
I can’t understand. I feel angry to somebody. I wanted to end my life in a very simple way. I wanted to run, until I get tired and smile in my last breath. When I get to the ground, I’ll face the sky; close my eyes into the light or in the darkness of life. I don’t know why I wrote this, I couldn’t explain what I feel. I had mixed emotions nowadays. I wanted to smile, cry, shout, face and kneel to the ground. I feel numb, I can’t feel the feeling of love, and I only feel the pain.
As I walk in the street I tired to find a room for me. But there are a lot of people that are coming into my life. I continue to walk but I can’t find one for me. Finally, I found a room for me. It is quite small, good for just a person and the walls are whitewashed with white. I faced the ceiling, recalling the past… I ended up with a glaring of light and somebody’s calling my name saying, "Jeany come with me… " Reaching for my hand…
I can’t understand. I feel angry to somebody. I wanted to end my life in a very simple way. I wanted to run, until I get tired and smile in my last breath. When I get to the ground, I’ll face the sky; close my eyes into the light or in the darkness of life. I don’t know why I wrote this, I couldn’t explain what I feel. I had mixed emotions nowadays. I wanted to smile, cry, shout, face and kneel to the ground. I feel numb, I can’t feel the feeling of love, and I only feel the pain.
As I walk in the street I tired to find a room for me. But there are a lot of people that are coming into my life. I continue to walk but I can’t find one for me. Finally, I found a room for me. It is quite small, good for just a person and the walls are whitewashed with white. I faced the ceiling, recalling the past… I ended up with a glaring of light and somebody’s calling my name saying, "Jeany come with me… " Reaching for my hand…

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