7 AM

You see, the hardest lesson in life is waking up being the same person you were yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that… You wake up and realise that nothing’s ever going to change and that you are your biggest lie.

You’re alone most of the time. Even when you’re happy, even when you’re laughing and you’re euphoric, you’re still somewhat alone. Humans can’t share emotions. At a funeral when everyone is crying over the friend/ the son/ the favourite student/ the brother/ the boyfriend they’ve lost, they’re all grieving differently. They’re all crying over a single lost physicality, yet crying over completely different souls. Each one of them lost something about him, and their grieves summed up basically builds up to who he truly was. And their tears might eventually hit the soil the same way, but those tears might not carry any related impact.

Sometimes when I’m alone though, at 7 am, I think about life. And people. And why whoever created this, ever-so-ugly, wonderland willingly put some in our lives, and left us in search of the rest. What if I never find them? What if we’re so distant apart? What if we are truly meant to meet up but we eventually never do? What does that make of my life? What does that make of tomorrow?

It’s 7 am, and I haven’t found any sleep. And it’s because sleep is the 2nd biggest lie in life. It deceives you into believing that you’ll be waking up to something different.

Advertisements

About moesolitary

Mixed up between what I want to be and what I think I want to be. For now, I believe I want to be a writer. I belong between words and book. Thoughts linger as poems. I'm a proud Egyptian.

3 responses to “7 AM”

  1. ambitioniskey says :

    This is so beautiful.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: