A Floating Soul

Sometimes I want to make silly mistakes that will lead to big problems. Sometimes I just want to sit back and watch my own world fall apart. Sometimes I want to be the person who cries first whenever something happens. Sometimes I want to demand, complain and blame people. Sometimes I want to be the innocent victim of my own crime. This careful life is tiring and energy-consuming. Sometimes I want to lose control of everything. Like I am just floating in the sea, no swimming, no surviving. Every night I lie in my bed, awake, and stare at the dark. This is my sort of meditation. At that time, it seems that I am the only one in the whole world. The silence of the night is so calming and a part of me hopes, it will never end but then the sun rises and a new day of a careful life begins. 

TheSparklingWords • Anushree Vaishnav


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