Sunday, 14 November 2010

Panic

It's some sort of paranoia. Some sort of panic. Something weird and unusual. Hysteria takes place in my mind, but I seem to be pretty peaceful. No sign of chaos on my face. I remain me.
But then again I wish it would show. I wish it would be clear, so that you would see what's happening to me whenever my mind is on you.
It's not an electric current this time. It's not a hypnotising moment. It's panic. Pure, beautiful in some ways, panic. This sense of horrible roughness of my thoughts. Hmm.. Why is my mind reacting this way?
I got tired of looking for explanations. Tired of looking for answers. I think it's better to leave it to time. It will give me answers to my questions....eventually. I'm not even sure if I want to know the answers yet. What if they're not what I'd like to hear? What if... nah. I hate my 'what ifs'. Some horrible, pessimistic stuff they are.
But I tell you what, I am ready to face the time, face the life and surprises it will bring along. Even if the answers will turn out to be negative.
I can face anything. I can take anything.
I got caught in a place. Panic for a minute. Deciding not to wait any longer. Going for anything that life is offering me.
I can take anything.

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