A Thousand Rhapsodes

As the door closed everything felt so emptied, it feels like i was drained from the countless amount of time i had this afternoon. I can't believe things can be this tiring, with the every day that exists the air that surrounds me clasps in its tightness. Each second slowly ate the silence, making it deafening. I've lost track of the time, the moment when my surroundings started to even become in the absence of sound, it made me feel alone, lonely, in which time did it happen and to what reason did it conclude. With every drop of the water comes pouring down my skin, the growing ache of my heart comes rushing in. Clenching every part like I was in an abyss, not feeling the sense of thought wanting to break free from these emotions that got piled up from the absence of shed, someone whom I can shout my pain and ease my callous and wounding soul. - A beautiful scenery which is seen across through my bedroom window seems inviting to join with, I sat down on my small nook and picked a brown notebook where I put down all of my life along with the spontaneous feeling brought by the present turning point in my life. Looking back on what today has been for me just makes me set my eyes on the window pane, sighing as I look upon what's deep within my emotions. Shifting back on, the blank canvas lies alone as the words can't sip off through my mind, like being entangled with one another, no decent thought function to put back off in ties. Slowly, with how long my eyes are fixated by those spaces, the silhouette of a figure my mind overly tried to dig deep down appears as natural, as if it's what I have been waiting for to see. Things which have been locked upon in my mind, slowly unraveled on its own stead, hands tightly focused in maneuvering what's needed to do until time has gone passed by. Yesterday has been a hectic day yet again, I woke up feeling sore in my limbs by the constant walking I've done all day. My entire consciousness is in clutch by the abounding demand I have in hand for the entire day, I've forgotten to take a proper meal even after I finally got home from school. Here, again with the relentless pursuit of satisfaction, yet is faced with the fact of how tiring it is to fight. Still I stand up looking straight ahead with what's to come, I just wish at least one night even just a moment I can have a peace without the past keep flashing through my mind. 'Oh how far have I come' now thinking about it I am already where I once dreamed of being in. Yet I can't feel the satisfaction. I have yet to feel satisfied.