Flashing lights distract me, silently steal away my attention. I feel so helpless, yet can not help being diverted. The sense of betrayal slowly swallows me. When you are leaving everything behind, sacrificing everything only because of me, in return all I am giving you is a formless vague draft of the future. No guarantee whether I will be able to reach it or not; at the moment chances and possibilities are spinning at the edge. I am struggling, fighting hard to step back to the reality, but seems like the more I am trying the more this saturated dream is pulling me back into deeper. With eyes full of blank notes, I stand on the same position like a statue. Countless unsaid words spontaneously race around my mind and fade away in course of time.
The long lost old tunes ring again. I open my eyes and confront the synthetic world… plastic dolls are chasing their fabricated dreams, and I am merely a sculpture on this drama stage… standing still...dazed and disoriented, yet breathing...
I wouldn't say I am lost..
I am just searching my way back to
..sanity..
..reality...
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