Saturday, April 12, 2008

In Silence and Tears

I cried softly, steadily in little sobs.

I cry when I do not know how to deal with my feelings. I no longer analyze my feelings, I feel them, really feeling them. So during my heartaches and grief, I cry. I found comfort in crying as it helps me ease my pain. I scream when I cry sometimes. It felt good.

I talk. To objects.

During my heartaches and griefs, I talk to objects. I have my favourite. Beautiful daffodil yellow, long haired and glittery, a pony. She does not look away, does not criticize, does not insult, she definitely listens. I named her. Princess Sparkles. Just like Summer's. She will always be there when I need her, she would remain calm even when I tried flushing her down the toilet. I found comfort in her.

For she has been good to me, I bought her a friend to keep her company.

I sound crazy? A definite NO! Human, people.. we find comfort in the most peculiar things ever imagined.

 
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