This calling is always appears in any moment I am alone only with me. Somehow, it always clash with the voice of others and even with the voice within me.
Well, yes, I am thinking – very hard. However, I often prefer to go out, walk away from the battle field to find another silence. I am too scared and coward to analyse anything. I am afraid it will be too painful to be true.
and at this kind of moment, I suddenly miss the rain.
Just to cover the noisy voice.
Just to cover me from seeing clearly what did happen, what is happening and what would happen..
I need the raindrops – pour heavily.
to wipe out the tears…
to bring along worries…