The sky above never felt so heavy. I guess we grow up faster than we realize. As a child the only feeling I knew was the warmth I received from a world unknown. This warmth has been missing for a long time now. To sum up, growing up is indeed sophisticated. We become more personal, more insane and lack love. With each passing day the realization of the world hits hard enough. This sky now seems to be fogged. Hopeless desires contrasting with reality. We become so used to not receiving love that we forget we can give love. We like to be sophisticated. I ask why? This sky is a burden. The sunlight brings agony. It is a life of constant desires. Letting loose is not something we can afford. So many people and so many faces, I don't remember any, just like desires from my childhood. What was it that made us happy?
We like to believe we are cool. We live in the false perception of positivity. The only truths we like to believe are the lies we tell ourselves. What is more complicated? The unknown world or the mind within? This sky has become cloudy now.
Will this sky clear up when I'm still alive?
Neha Bharali 🌻
(One of many days of questioning the purpose of existence)
Hard hitting and you spoke the reality. My heart echoes the same. It's an artificial world today and artificiality spoils the beauty of anything real.