Y'know how it feels like being scolded by your mom or dad or an elder sibling or a friend....you feel awful, and (sometimes) remorse. it does get to you, but soon after everything is okay again. You no longer dwell on that matter...
But when a voice was raised for the first time just the other day (wasn't voice-r's fault), I was stunned instantaneously by a million paralysing neurones firing through my mind and body. It was worse than awful, more than remorse...it was so much more. And it seems as though the after-effect is going to last for quite some time. The incomprehensible feeling is not going to be easily forgotten...
~ A place to vanquish boredom, holding little substance ~ Afterall, "No one means all he says, yet very few say all they mean; for thoughts are viscous and words are slippery..."
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