The Sky And The Sea

They say that when you think about your life tumbling down, it's bound to happen. It comes in the blink of an eye. No specific time or date, just that eventually it does happen. It'll greet you with open arms of bitterness and engulfs you in the dark. Then it'll be up to you to decide on what choices you'll have or want to make. If you do nothing to act upon it? Well, we'll have to find out 'cause that day is bound to arrive to me. Those who you treasure dearly put on a facade for all of the world to see. The resentment and spite in their actions make it so obvious to you. Yet, you still find yourself trying to please them in every way and in the same process, you lose a bit of yourself. Conforming to their mold and being their puppet always felt good, didn't it? Their sweet honey-drizzled words drown out the bitterness that their hearts truly contain. It's euphoric and is addicting, it gets you high only for a short period of time. However, consequences are inevitable especially when it comes to the truth. I wonder if I'm no different from them. I'm someone who hides in the dark, fearing the sun. I only smile when some people say that ignorance is bliss--it indeed is. Shying away from the truth and running away from your problems feel so damn good. Despite that, fear and guilt still poison the mind. That's when you'll finally realize as it hits you bluntly, that you never really were running scott-free out in the breezy field under the sun. The chains and shackles still keep you hidden in the darkest corners of your mind, an eternal abyss that others often fail to get themselves out of. Every day I drown in a cesspool of my own thoughts, breathing more life into them. And still, I wonder if anything will get better anymore. On some days, I do manage to escape hell. Even just for a moment. In those fleeting times I would only wish for time to simply stop ticking. However, no matter how optimistic you force yourself to be, reality's harsh nature will be sure to painfully drag you back. It'll only be wasteful and foolish of me to keep hoping that one day, I'll be able to escape this cage and be free.