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I haven't been keeping track of the days, nor the numbers of these logs.  It's making me crazy, writing all of these.  My mind's been wandering off to another place, almost like a new world.  Since, I've been with him, for the longest time.  

My mind can't grasp the present, yet it only holds onto the future.  It bobbles my mind, yet it calms it.  I am terrified to find what's next.  Though, we are forced to find out ourselves, aren't we?  

Today, I found a tree and decided to sit near its roots.  It felt, calming, yet it felt wrong.  The moment went South, yet, the comfort of this tree was, beautiful.  The leaves, branches, the life it was given.  I believed that there was beauty, in this universe, though we cannot see it.  I can see it, feel it, and imagine it.  I know something will, someday, happen.  

Though my mind still confused, filled with questions, muddled.  I ask so many questions, yet not one person answered them.  Not one voice, not one human being, not even myself. I'm wondering, "Why are we here?"

"Why can't we be perfect?" 

"Why can't I just do things right?"

"Why can't our questions be answered, by the people who will answer them, and not give a joking answer, so we, the people, are no longer confused?"  


insomnia (yoonmin)Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora