Do U Read Planetareans?
Time… it is still the old feeling of being forgotten. Being left out in the midst of the raging battle you are racing with. Coping for tomorrow but not finish with the day.
Fear… it is still the old feeling of insecurity. Being doomed in a space without corners. So scared to loose hence never gained a thing. So scared to fall and might not get up again.
Life… it is still the old feeling of living. Being old and grey while new things sprout everyday. While everything moves around everywhere, you are caught in the middle. Caught in the middle of a play not knowing your part.
Pain… it is still the old feeling of poignancy. Being bitter by the sweet memories. You live in a garden without a flower, like a summer without the sunshine. It is like living always in a snowy weather but it was never a Christmas.
Time… it is still the old feeling of reminiscing every moment.
Is the clock broken???
Patience remains a virtue.