When having such a strange feeling that there is no means, no way, no hope. Everything is finished, disappeared and gone for ever.
''Tick' 'tick'' is a sound of my clock, sound of time and reality . It is a usual tune I used to hear it while I am lost. It is a sound of shocking by nonentity things and mysterious positions; when realizing that days like 'killers' of joy, like a racetrack but without ending , without resting moments.
All that happen and go on when someone doesn't care . The one who doesn't appreciate the efforts and challenges ;doesn't grasp the meaning of love and concern about the aches of sacrifices . But the one who still arrogant , swelling; no change, no to be honest and no to be grateful .
Suddenly, I realized that no use of tracking, challenging, or even talk about. And now I am back again to live life, to draw with my light pens, to play under rain, to start a new story, to sing with destiny, to write from my lively soul, from my deepest spirit, and from my sincere gist.
I am here to say it is up to him to continue ignoring and to me to keep loving but in silence !!
