Sometimes you need to hide,
the anguish, the fear, the loneliness, the vulnerability.
Sometimes you need to whisper,
into the deaf ears.
Sometimes you need to show,
the blind eyes the shades of blue.
Not everyday is a good or a bad day, some days are for you to remain confused. Some days are simply weird, where you don’t understand what is happening? why it is the way it is? who am I supposed to reach out? Some days are meant to take away the pain and pleasure of our existence. Some days are meant to be blank. Nothing stops but we do. We end up in a void, a gap or a blank space- our thoughts give up on us, people give up on us, we give up on living. Life doesn’t end but that particular day creates a void in our life.
I don’t have a reason to write this blog but the confusion and the blank space forged a stimulus to write so here it is. Some people may relate, some may not, some might find this meaningless, but perhaps the void made all the difference. As it is rightly said (this time it’s gonna be me):
” It’s better to stop and cry than to pretend and die“