it was a deafening silence. the first time I experienced a tightening in my throat and a short intake of breath without the feeling of bursting out. and I don’t know whether I should applaud myself for not overreacting enough or I should question myself for not reacting properly. the way gruesome thoughts started to creeping itself way in along with the obscure reassurance that it is just in my head is quite to say – terrifying. I’m underlining every sentences they mouthed without taking into account that I am responsible for every actions that I took. the whispers I loathe surrounds me with every ounce of might they have left, funny how they’re busy shooting the breeze up in the clouds, genuinely oblivious to the fact that my head is always in the clouds. I sighed, I shut my eyes close and let myself drifted in the pursuit of pie in the sky.
