Idiosyncrasy

I was browsing through the history of my blog, and I chanced upon a poem written by myself. It has already been 2 years.

I remember this poem was written to someone whom I used to like. That's where my inspiration comes from. Reading through this again makes me realise how strong I've become after what I've undergone.

I'll share them with you..

The title of this poem is "Idiosyncrasy".

I sat by the sea,

captivated by the serenity before me.

Without realizing myself drifting away into thoughts,

I closed my eyes, drawn into a deep slumber.

Flashbacks;

the past, the present, the future.

I see nothing but myself

running frantically, panting,

blinded by my own emotions.

Intensify; the fears may seem.

Disoriented; clouded by perceptions.

Overwhelming; gasping for breath.

Yet, I chose to be oblivious.

Indeed, ignorance is bliss.

I was jolted awake by thuds on my face.

Droplets, and more droplets crashed in.

Liberating from my emotions,

"We're no more than stranger", I say.

My deepest apology.