I am still randomly copying some excerpts from my earlier posts for my journal and which I’m gonna share later at Interaktib. Then I found this, it’s something I wrote from six years ago. Reposting it.
WHEN WORDS ARE NOT ENOUGH
Sometimes,
I hide myself behind the flow of words
If you are clever enough
You’ll catch me peeking
from a curtained window
admiring the view
but never brave enough
to open the door.
Sometimes,
life seems so difficult
and one’s smile catches the tears
one look that lingers
that one goodbye
erases hundreds of hello.
How could you not see
that life is sometimes
hard to journey through?
Dreams And Escapes 