text: by Cheryl Tutaan
  Why there are some people who could hear you a thousand words and still not understand you? …
  A big question that blows my mind.
  How can you think without thinking?
  Feeling without feeling,
  Can you just imagine that?
  A happy heart, intertwined with your sad soul.
  A weird feel…
  Loving of being alone sometimes,
  But couldn’t embrace the solitude;
  I love my music so loud,
  That I can’t barely hear my thoughts;
  I lied, I couldn’t stop myself clicking the pad.
  Being alone on a space boot,
  It’s not the temporary paralysis;
  It’s more on the numbness of the heart,
  You almost can’t feel the blood pumping the vessels.
  It could stuck somewhere else out of your body.
  That strange feeling, spaced-out, maybe even the mania, does understand…
  Almost drowned with the nightmares
  with your demons,
  You can’t even wake up;
  They know how to swim…
  They’re not even sure how you will escape;
  They could follow you from behind…
  Losing myself on a cold, damp night,
  I’m tired, please leave me alone…
  I want to find my serene solitude…
  source Poem Hunter