Towards acceptance.

As I'm writing this, one part of me makes me feel maybe this is the last time I'm writing something, something maybe written with a little feeling. Or perhaps, I won't be able to write again, ever. For last 2 hours, been struggling to sleep, it's a nice antidote for a number of things. But, few people are lucky enough to get it, others just strive.

Alot of things going around me, political aspects more higher precisely. Almost everyone around is being "Rational" and those Rationally thinking people might highly dislike me for writing this or maybe think of me as too childish or complaining or etc. But, I've let gone off thinking. 

Sometimes, you want to say out, others you need to. At the moment, I feel like I'm in dire need of saying it out and I don't want it to be revealed aswell. Problems usually arise when we don't respect the Difference in personalities, the way we're, the way others are. And, maybe Im kinda afraid of what I may have to listen what I've been listening always. Anyhow. Let's put a full stop here to my scattered messy thoughts. 

On one dark narrow road,

there stood one tree,

tall and shady,

twisted branches and a tough woody trunk,

there on it, was a nest,

Shaky and vulnerable,

so a day the baby fell out of the nest,

the wind blew so fast that night,

the nest fell off the road,

the tree shooked so hard,

the baby frightened and hungry cried,

cried in pain and misery,

stared at the broken nest,

for days, from days to months and years,

then he got tired staying on the road,

on one dark narrow road,

for he desired flying high,

he took flight and fell off,

but, he gave up not,

for he feared being shooked up like his nest,

days passed, so does years,

he learnt flying high,

so high that now he feared the dark narrow road,

that one dark narrow road....

It's incomplete. Because, I couldn't think of an ending. Maybe beacuse it ended right away when it started, with no twists, no confusions, but merely the reluctance towards acceptance. Accepting maybe it's time to stop playing your unnecessary part in everyone's life. Perhaps in your own life aswell. 

2:08 Am

Monday, May 13.