Probability Of Nothingness
Probability Of Nothingness
Probably,
You will not read but
That's okay, I 'hope'.
Cause nothing is as important as
This evening,
Cause there are more reasons to live
Than giving up finally,
Cause you need to stoop down a bit to pick up
My crumpled note.
Probably,
I will become a memory
In your life or some more people's
But that's not really what I want.
I want myself to listen
I want myself to learn opening up
I want myself to put myself first
But that's not happening.
(0, 0, 0);">What have I done so wrong!
Probably,
I am afraid.
Because this vacuum of life has set loose
A madness within me.
Yet,
I am happy because I train to be,
I smile because I have learnt it recently,
I feel emotional because I value those invisible drops of sadness.
Finally, I am without an answer
Without an inch to live on
Without words to tell myself to stay for a bit longer.
Now, I am not afraid,
Not anymore of Heights or Depth of the Blue Ocean or the Art born out of the blood.
Finally,
I have made my anxieties
LAUGH.
'Why So Serious! '