There are a lot of things running around my mind. I want to understand them. So I’m writing them down. I know I feel sad. Why, dunno? Maybe I am alone…The rainy days are here. The weather is cold. The soil is damp, if not muddy. The cold breeze sweeps through the trees.
It often reminds me of sadness. It gives me that deep lonely feeling. I don’t know. Maybe it’s just the melancholic personality I have. Makes me want to write poetry or paint or write stories. It gets lonely day after day.
It’s cold, filthy, and lonely. Lonely then and lonier now! How can you bear it?
At times it feels like I am a lonely man standing in a cemetery with glorious epitaphs of people sick and lonely.
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