vgrowcurious

ALONE Holidays are going on, work pressure is less, relaxing on my patio, with coffee in my hand. No conflicting thoughts, neither diabolical nor divine desires, no melancholy, no joyfulness, only there is a feeling of being alone. My father, my inspiration, always with me, my mother cares for me, my brother loves me, my friends respect me, i share a joyful bond with all but still i have a feeling of being alone. No pecuniary problems, no hard to fulfill desires, still i don't know why i have this feeling. When i am on field, pushing myself for one more round, that monstrous feeling vanishes but after a tiny stature break it haunt me again. Tries to enjoy slow songs, most lines hit me as i am alone. when poetic lines surrounds me, they came to me and say that i am alone. When problems tries to raven me i didn't feel weak,  i step up and hit them hard  but i always surrender in front of this feeling. ...