Feeling
It's a very strange feeling, what i felt today... I just finished a book, an istorical novel about world war II. It was a great book.I felt as if it was wrote for me. I was reading the last few pages when I felt tear tracks coming down my face. I didn't really feel sad, I already got through the most tragic parts and still, I felt something strange, something from inside. Something was bothering me as tears fell down on the page and something clenched my frought. It's like the one crying wasn't me. Like it was somebody else, somebody that deeply understood the pain that was ingraved on to these pages.
It is curently 2 a.m. as I'm writting this. I still can't sleep. I can't calm myself down. I can't understand what is real ant what isn't, where does the story end? Yes, i finished that book, but i feel like it isn't finished, not becouse it ended in the way it did, but becouse, in some way, I feel like it is still going on.
I feel scared, I feel lonely and I feel like I'm not myself anymore. I'm a strange person and I don't know why I'm writting this to you now, but if you got this far - thank you. Thank you for not leaving me alone with the demon within myself.
It's a very strange feeling, what i felt today... I just finished a book, an istorical novel about world war II. It was a great book.I felt as if it was wrote for me. I was reading the last few pages when I felt tear tracks coming down my face. I didn't really feel sad, I already got through the most tragic parts and still, I felt something strange, something from inside. Something was bothering me as tears fell down on the page and something clenched my frought. It's like the one crying wasn't me. Like it was somebody else, somebody that deeply understood the pain that was ingraved on to these pages.
It is curently 2 a.m. as I'm writting this. I still can't sleep. I can't calm myself down. I can't understand what is real ant what isn't, where does the story end? Yes, i finished that book, but i feel like it isn't finished, not becouse it ended in the way it did, but becouse, in some way, I feel like it is still going on.
I feel scared, I feel lonely and I feel like I'm not myself anymore. I'm a strange person and I don't know why I'm writting this to you now, but if you got this far - thank you. Thank you for not leaving me alone with the demon within myself.

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