The broken sky

I don’t know how beautiful the perfect sky is, nor how comfortable the clear streams are; I like listening to songs quietly by myself, put yourself into the dim gray world, put aside all the realities and responsibilities; Quietly experience the stability that loneliness brings to me. Maybe this is either escaping or being isolated; But only when I sink into the gray and lifeless space can I find the light in my heart. The gray of Zeng Jin intersects with another gray. When I finally thought that I had found an incomplete partner, that Gray was just a passing visitor, perhaps a temporary sympathy, or a sudden whim, everything is completely broken in my wishful thinking like a beautiful dream, leaving only the fragments of the past and present, facing the fragments, all I could do was to pick them up one by one with tears in my eyes and put them in the center silently. From then on, I would not approach them too much, but watch them carefully without touching them. The gray but still clear sky was completely broken up like a piece of glass now. The broken outside was the darkness that devoured everything. I can only hide myself in the corner. Facing all the problems of life, I undoubtedly chose to escape; Maybe this is the original me, Maybe this is what I really look like; A weak human who only knows to escape when encountering difficulties, only knows to hide in the inconspicuous corner silently licking the wound all day long. Rejecting everything of others and putting yourself in the abyss of loneliness; Living with others in disguise of a mask, others’ open heart may be exchanged for their own lies and deception, because of too many lies, only in this way can I cover up with more lies. In the end, what was exchanged was a more lonely abyss. This perfect world may not accept my gray, and there is no possibility to repair the broken sky. Perhaps, the boy who hides in the corner all day long and licks the wound silently will no longer exist one day, people may not notice his disappearance in existence, but the exquisite fragments in the corner are the proof of his existence. When people walked to the pile of debris, raised their heads and looked up at the sky, only endless darkness lingered in the sky… Dream, not perfect; Sky, sad and beautiful broken!

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