I'm scared that I would never be found .... always lost and tucked away in a corner where no one would bother to check......fading away slowly .. leaving my little sighs behind. But honestly, I am terrified of the mere thought of being found. I don't want to show the broken mess that is me .... I don't want to acknowledge that I am weak and want to be found .... but somehow ... my heart yearns ... and I keep on waiting ......
I was working night shift a few days back and it was raining outside .... around 2 am I wrapped up my work for a brief moment looked outside the window before I head home ...... I didn't see the rain or the moon that was peeking from the clouds (maybe I'm just tired of looking at the obvious ...) ....
instead I looked at all those wonderful neon city lights and ... for a brief moment .... I felt that I was one of those millions of city lights .... a tiny little luminous piece waiting to make ends meet .... buried and forgotten within the bustling noise of life .... blinking on for just ......
a brief second in time .......
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 12:57 PM UTC
I'm scared that I would never be found .... always lost and tucked away in a corner where no one would bother to check......fading away slowly .. leaving my little sighs behind. But honestly, I am terrified of the mere thought of being found. I don't want to show the broken mess that is me .... I don't want to acknowledge that I am weak and want to be found .... but somehow ... my heart yearns ... and I keep on waiting ......
I was working night shift a few days back and it was raining outside .... around 2 am I wrapped up my work for a brief moment looked outside the window before I head home ...... I didn't see the rain or the moon that was peeking from the clouds (maybe I'm just tired of looking at the obvious ...) ....
instead I looked at all those wonderful neon city lights and ... for a brief moment .... I felt that I was one of those millions of city lights .... a tiny little luminous piece waiting to make ends meet .... buried and forgotten within the bustling noise of life .... blinking on for just ......
a brief second in time .......
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