Walk with me, Hey Jude.

Whenever someone tells me to imagine my happy place, I always close my eyes and smell the clean air of a night filled with stars...
Not too hot, not too cold.
Just enough for a handful of oxygen to breathe in and make love in my lungs.

On top of a mountain, overlooking the city lights just a few miles away.
Cause then I'll be alone...but not too alone.
I'll be in solitude...but still surrounded by lives.
I'll be just by myself...but still aware that I'm part of something else.

Whenever someone tells me to listen to the sounds surrounding me, I always hear a faint radio in the background.
The songs changes from time to time.
Like right now.....
......it's Hey Jude.
Not too loud, not also a whisper.
Just enough to make things better.

anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders.

Then I remembered, that I've tried to refrain.
Just to hurt myself,
To repair something I've stepped on
Just to see that it's damaged so badly, the sharp pieces comes back to hurt the hands praying that it will at least turn into something new...
Something beautiful.
But it's gone, and that one little piece stuck inside my own hand is the only thing I'm walking away with.

At least, I'm still able to walk away....

Whenever someone tells me to just be still....
I always find myself back to that small little mountain, with the radio playing just barely...
That's where I like to stay.
Just for a while...
Where I like to sit.
Just to gather my thoughts...
Where I like to remember that life continues.

Cause my happy place walks alongside me.

So let it out and let it in
Hey, Jude...
Begin.
















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