Life, Love and Lens

And in that moment, it all makes sense. I was driving fast on the express way with these songs singing to me like ghosts at the back of my head. My hands are clenched lightly on the wheel. My car is not the only thing that’s racing. My mind wanders. So many things to think. Should I take this exit to take comfort? Or should I instead make a U-turn and make this pain all go away? When I had made the decision, it’s all too late. Just how late I am to realised all the decisions I had made. Tears are running down my cheek. As if my eyes are not tired enough, are not red enough. Now I have to feel this pain and it’s eating me inside. It’s eating my whole being and these torterous haunting sounds seems to whisper to me. To make me feel guilty, to make me feel like an idiot. But despite all of that, I found comfort, truth and realization that I would never thought that I’d get. How can I be so ignorant?