Somehow I've forgotten. Why I was born... Why I came to being.. I've forgotten my dreams. I got so engulfed in beauty. I've fallen in love to tragedy. That I've ultimately forgotten why I was there to see it all. Why I cry sometimes on unimportant details.. Why I shed tears on the most trivial matters. I.. in my memory.. it dwells inside the past that I've seen. The desire that I wanted something different to happen. But soon I became content. I couldn't do anything. I just became an observer. I've forgotten, that I want to save everyone. To connect worlds. To create an unseen world where happy endings are possible. To create an unseen world where hereafters and after stories are as much possible happy.
I wanted to be able to do that. To save the tragic heroes and heroines. To catch falling tears. To save everyone. To change hearts. To be a hero, even though unknown and forgotten. I want to be able to do that.
It would be wrought in tears. That path I wanted to take. It would be filled with sorrowed. I'm sure my heart sooner or later won't be able to bear it. But I want to be able to do that. To make a miracle.
It would be painful. I know. But that's how I'll make the miracle.
But somehow, along the way, I kept to myself without doing anything but just observing. I took the title of king. And yet there were times I'm unable to shed tears nor am I to move to make something happen. I became content. Have I lose my dream along the way?
Right now, I'm sure, there are still worlds that need me. Yet, I'm sure some of those world I will not do anything. I will just be satisfied at how it goes on. Should I even call myself king if those time comes? Should I even be king?
Seems my firefly light just isn't as bright as I thought it would.. Mayhaps it's all just a bravado.. nothing more but empty words.
I couldn't save everyone.
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