I could not roll down any tears. I could not remember how to cry. Or maybe, I secretly shield myself from crying. I hate to cry. I do. Somehow, I can feel that at certain times, tears formed behind my eyes. But still, the tears refuse to drop.
In my blanket late at night, I lie down still. Looking at things around me, wondering when will I cry again? What will cause me to cry? And, when I eventually cry again, I'm pretty sure I will cry myself out loud. Letting out all my emotions that I kept inside, all these while.
So, I am scared to cry. For it might hurt. Badly.
2 comments:
hanim , cakap nak happy . ni kenapa pulak ?
there are times when you are at your lowest point anis.. and i am experiencing mine.
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