Placebo

Sometime I think, the almighty god would appear and ask me for a wish but certainly I find myself erased. Yes, my mind becomes eccentric for me but when I wish for a eminence wish I used to find myself with nothing except the air, the silent air which inhabits me. 

A loud excitement like a gust of air  really kills me everyday, every hours of day  and I used to hold the earth groaning to stop its movement because I am being left alone. I can only know the latent bitter truth of my life. I remember, I was here to be on a marathon, I ran and ran but when I came to the veracity I found myself in a walk, just alone, just like exiled and just like the air of water well.

I am tired of these dogma of life. Sometimes when I find "some said or some great people said" , I detest them, thinking who the hell made then great and start to make a house of ash with an imagination that I'll go to the roof and roar for my greatness but who cares, the thing they can only do is to wake me up from my incomplete dream coz they know that even a single drop of water can let me down. It is me, inside me, who is obsessed scattered into pieces and need a placebo.