Just Write

It’s not a poem or a story. It’s just what I wanna write. I like it or not, you like it or not, I’ll post it here. It’s not for me myself or one of you. It’s just what I wanna write. I’m letting my fingers to type what they wanna type. This written paper will have a meant or not, I don’t care. Here’s what my fingers typing:

I don’t know why I immediately feel so bad. I just wanna keep my mouth from any words. I don’t wanna do something. I just wanna let my brain get rest. I just wanna close my eyes, not to see my fingers typing. I just wanna be alone. I just wanna talk to my heart. This life has never been fair. Acting on the stage is what we’re doing.

I don’t know why I immediately feel so sad. I cant see there’s a bright in this world. I hope this world will stop around. It just wastes time to circle this universe without bringing happiness for itself. It’s just doing something un-useful. None will care of it. None. None will see its sadness as none will see mine.

Have you ever cried but you don’t know why you do. Have you ever think this world just has a narrow place for you. Have you ever seen the sadness power you strong?

I came to a friend’s home. He asked me why I looked so sad. But I didn’t say a word. I just sit down on the sofa. But I didn’t wanna let myself trapped at that beautiful house. I got to the car and drove it speed. As I played Guns n Roses hard I cried. I let ‘Patience’ and ‘Estranged’ filled full my mind. I played them again and again. I didn’t know why and what for. I just felt so sad. I just wanna cried. I had never cried for so many years. I almost forgot how to cry….