I'm leaving.
And I don't plan on coming back.
I'm going to the place where they told me only existed in dreams. Where the running water summons you to the call. Where the sun beats down on your skin and replaces blood with belief. I'm going to the place where man is afraid of, and poets dream of. Where they write, and write, and write, but never truly feel. I'm going, because I can feel my heart slowly losing life as I walk down halls filled with disbelievers and hypocrites. I feel my smile fade as I look out the window and only imagine.
I don't want to imagine what could have been.
I want to live.
Come with me. Let's go and never look back. We can swim in the running water, and lay out in that big hard sun. Let's leave behind this world. Let's be human again.
And maybe under that big hard sun, we can smile together.
You are amazing. This place is so something I dream of during my classes. I don't feel so much like I'm wasting my time here if I'm thinking about that. "I'm leaving. And I don't plan on coming back" is like my life's theme. Especially this year. I want to live.
ReplyDeleteChappy, let's keep posting on these blogs forever even if it's just us reading each others. At least until you leave on your mission. But even after that, I think I'll keep re-reading.
I agree. To be honest I check your blog almost everyday. Maybe that's weird.
ReplyDeleteI don't remember the route I took to reach your blog, but I honestly and truly have enjoyed every word I have read.
ReplyDelete"Where the sun beats down on your skin and replaces blood with belief."
ReplyDelete"Where they write, and write, and write, but never truly feel. I'm going, because I can feel my heart slowly losing life as I walk down halls filled with disbelievers and hypocrites. I feel my smile fade as I look out the window and only imagine."
"Let's be human again."
Couldn't have said it better myself.