I’m leaving home today. A white blank page is going to accompany me; another page from my heart that has to be filled with tears and blood, with filth and dust, with memories and thoughts. I had never enough of these but sometimes
old gets too old and good is too good. And I know, I throw myself into a deep
well just like a thirsty child who has been on the verge of falling into death,
I fall into deep. By crumbling in my pain, I should learn to heal and to feel.
Nothing is going to stop me, except my family left behind. They should learn to
live without their child and sister but they should never forget. A bird, I should
be, spreading my wings as broad as I can and leave my nest, flying under the
sun and stars, flying through storm and rain and I am leaving home today.
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