Somehow connected

another journal ~ I'm in touch with my melancholic muse ~

Dear Journal,

 

Sometimes my words and I are somehow linked. Yet I find it empty, like my heart is full of space. My brain works in different direction.  Thinking this and that… Wondering around, surrounded by people with empty faces. How can I live with such blank hope?

 

I fell asleep roaming around inside my head. Then I dream of a happy dream. Where I am smiling, a real one this time. Dreaming of a faceless person. Communicating as if we are connected. We eat, laugh, running around free and happy with each other’s dream. Those happy times put to a stop when I wake up. Another dream has end, now facing reality. Living the life on which is empty.

 

Yours truly,

 

Me

Author's Note

I'm in touch with my melancholic muse ~

Reviews

[CS]

You truly are in touch with the melancholy muse, dear one. You know, I think having these discussions with self are very valuable. Sometimes the two parts can feel seperate, the head and the heart. We often overthink what we feel, don't we? I can't tell you how many times I have fallen asleep while walking the halls of my own skull. But where would we be without those dreams of a better life than we were given?

Reality bites!

Always a pleasure to read your thoughts, dear pax. The muse can be a sad creature, I know, but it produces the greatest works when melancholy. That is the sacrifice as an artist.

Hugs to you my friend :)

[Belle]

Emptiness.
This word is not a word if the reason is the only consideration, but it is truth that no matter how we want to be rational the feeling is there that is difficult to ignore. Emptiness is a pain that is too heavy to deal, there is always this tendency in us to seek comfort in an almost non-existing world...to you it is in the world of dream.

[;l]

I think this is great. I love journals, and have always wanted to write my own journals as well. The way you can perfectly describe what you feel and what you see is astonishing, I enjoyed reading it. I'm glad I'm able to read works like this on here. Well done.

[icelandicblue]

There is no judgement from the faceless. I like the mystery of this and you depict the emptiness so many feel with beautiful blue ink.

[Tate Morgan]

Sleep is a happy resp id from the truth of a hard life. Sometimes a good friend can be all that is needed for a new outlook

[gabrielle]

sometimes it's good to talk with a faceless person for you would not know, by her expression, whether he/she is judging or measuring you up. Life is never empty.

[Pax]

i just wish isn't that empty ~ maybe I'm just blind gab...thank u!

[gabrielle]

maybe, life just turned out differently from our expectations but it's not empty. i hope you'll soon realize what will fill in the emptiness you feel. =)

[Pax]

smiling ~ you made me realize or remember that sometimes i just made my own emptiness, i just can't help it sometimes that i feel different, alone, and can't connect to just anybody in the outside world ~ maybe i just great at pretending... that sometimes i can't distinguish which is the real smile from the fake... sigh... im being dramatic... :) as expected from my doc... thanks doc... appreciate this session

[Corset]

I love dreams like that.

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Good story progression, and stunning one.

[Shep]

You always make me smile when i read something like this. I have to agree living life is on empty, can seem hopeless. We just haven't found a gas station.

[Dhaye]

I'm touched. Don't forget my poem for you, "Healing My Wounds". :)

[Pax]

thank you kabayan ~ yeah i remember that ~ i am fighting my own battles (within) ~ i just have read it again, and i feel glad about it.

[Emily B]

beautiful dreams