03 August 2007

Blank

Have you experienced a blank that is never ever filled. No matter how you try replacing with different things, it just does not fit right for that blank.
Sounds like a missing piece of puzzle right in the centre of a beautiful beach scenery. We can try to make that missing piece from something else and colour it as close to the original. Then again, the puzzle will not turn out to be real and that piece is just not it. Or we can choose to get a new set and the original piece. Some of us may choose to just piece up yet another puzzle. Different alternatives and choices.
That blank I experience is something I cannot describe totally...

A blank to fill,
With many of my dreams yet to be fulfilled.
Shivers experienced. Thoughts wondered.

Nothing seems to be living. Asking for reasons, wishing for that understanding.

I seek to be understood, not to be use as an instrument as I stood.You started building the world for us indeed, yet not being in it. The struggles were not meant for just I but us.There are changes I did, not to question why for us. I thought it was a growth and went forth. You say to learn to trust you, I did all I could to start learning you as you. Trust is earned and it comes with time. But when not given support over time, I tend to fall back and seek for support. I cannot help but wanted you to assure that I am your port. I reacted but not the way you deemed I did. You hated to be questioned indeed. Then that was the only way I can know you. We used the QnA, when we first learned about each other. Then it became more of my rumblings and just another. It became interrogations to you all of a sudden instead of converstaions. You stalled there as moments we share pass by, I did not start to realise it will be gone by.

The efforts we both took to close the distance did not come at instant.

I seem so lost the last we met and spoke.

The power is not mine.

I don't know you nor myself.

They say,

There is so much I can take.
I just got to let it go.

Who knows I might feel better.

If I don't try and hope.

The rain cannot be stopped.

I just can't go on without.

What can I say or change to make you feel this. What can I do to make you care. What can I do to get you there.

All these to become a blank and be left on the plank.
Let these sail to somewhere far from here.
The next beginning will come in timing.

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