Nowhere To Run

Looking at the troubled faces has moved something inside the chest. An anger, but then... a pity. They have been begging for help. Screaming out loud to the void. But their mouths have been shut. Sharing all their problematic life to everyone who wants to listen to. Talking about their whine and whimpers over things they cannot control, sometime without even looking for a solution. But when they really seek for it. Instead of giving them what they really need, listeners only say things they'd known already.

That's easy to say, they said, in reply to any kind of suggestions directed to them. Feeling as the most suffering creature on earth. Not realizing that there are, for sure, many, hundred, million other living things that more screwed up than them.

Being ungrateful, with all complaints, that's all they can do. Whimpering from the break dawn until the twilight comes. Scratching the beautiful night sky with mournful whines. Blundering on the problems that seem to never end. Paralyzing the brain from the ability of brainstorming the roots of the matters.

So, finally they acknowledge it. They behold the truth that they cannot rely on people anymore. They don't find answers to their obstacles. So there they are: not knowing where to go, not having a real someone to attain the real solution. They must depend on themselves. Well, they cannot actually depend on themselves, can they? Because they're still blocked out from the answers.

I can only wish that they will, sometime in the future --near one I hope, find the answers of their problems. Meanwhile, listening to them and giving some pragmatic ideas are the only things I can offer. Although, some offerings can sometime enrage them because they reveals their weakness in some particular things, which they really don't want to be reminded of it. A bitter truth, that is. But, the bitterness work well in curing, don't they? Take the medicine as an example. Well, one can never satisfy his friends all the time, I guess.

What more can I say? Just face the problems, Dears. Don't hide from it. It's nowhere to run. You'll face them sooner or later. Ask for help if you like, but don't run away ;)