Thoughts for the day: A little empty...
One quiet night, after a heavy downpour. You sat down in your own room, facing the wall/ceiling, then began to think...
"Seriously... Do I have anybody I know of?" Take out that sophisticated object people call mobile phone/handphone, and browse the list of names. All of a sudden, the number of contacts you have... seem so insignificant.
Then, you got up, paced to your computer and logged into your favourite instant messaging client. You look at the contacts online, and it all seemed like strangers you don't know.
You spent a little bit of time scurrying through that book you call an "autograph book". You look at the pages, and remember the times you were happily chatting away with other souls.
"Where are they?" You looked back at the books where people's memories remain young. You flip the pages as if you were reading a fairy tale.
Quietly, you closed your eyes... And all you ever see, is darkness... The cold and empty void where nothingness exists.
You know no one would find you... You know no one would call out to you... You gauged your significance in life....
You are all alone........
One quiet night, after a heavy downpour. You sat down in your own room, facing the wall/ceiling, then began to think...
Then, you got up, paced to your computer and logged into your favourite instant messaging client. You look at the contacts online, and it all seemed like strangers you don't know.
You spent a little bit of time scurrying through that book you call an "autograph book". You look at the pages, and remember the times you were happily chatting away with other souls.
"I know him. I know her. They look familiar. Do they still remember me?"
Quietly, you closed your eyes... And all you ever see, is darkness... The cold and empty void where nothingness exists.
You know no one would find you... You know no one would call out to you... You gauged your significance in life....
You are all alone........
>> §cripted by ~|Inire|~