*happened to me, while lying for a nap. I'm not sure whether it was a dream or mere hallucination.
This is suffocating, it is the Future. It seems dark.
It seems tasteless.
Sleep is not as soothing as it used to be anymore.
I used to have the Sleep as my shield over the suffocating worlds’ judgment.
Now… Sleep betrays on me. I can’t hell shut my eyes, even for blinking.
The Future keep on hunting me down, grabbing me over the neck. Asking the Eagerness and Effort to exert, but… yet… Eagerness and Effort already inflamed by the deep bereavement over the tiresome days, weeks, months and years.
It repeats itself. The Time. The scene. The faces. The voices.
I ask Future how to resurrect them back. I ask Future for a mere help.
And it says… “It is on you. Get up, and fight!”.
Well then the Future hold my right hand fixed, tight.
Just then, suddenly warmness fills up my left hand.
I turn my head left. There stand the Present, with a smile on its face.
“Hey...lets’ run together guys!” it bellows besides me.
I look back for a glimpse of the Past… there is the Past.
It beams on me while saying “You shouldn’t look back. You can’t bring me along… just go. You have to live on. Don’t let me be the stone burden that holds you back. You can’t rise to the top with me on your head; you can’t live freely as I will tie your hand and feet down to the earth; I didn’t mean to, but it’s my nature”. Past seems so sad while saying that.
Yeah.. It is true, but…
my heart seems reluctant coz I know deep down...
“Past… not all about you are bad. Parts of you is precious to me, Past! Part of you is really meaningful, you teach me how to live the Life, sometime you make me smile with all those happy memories… yes, you used to make me sad, but you are not all bad, I meant it”. Past stared at me brightly.
“Then maybe you can keep me in your heart, friend!
It is not necessary to bring me along. Just remember me! Make anything good out of me.
Be positive will ya?” I nod.
With that I said to the Future “I’m ready to run…” then... I flew fast... while Future holding my right hand on the front... as Present tagging along, holding my left hand, running with me side by side. The presence of the Past getting smaller and smaller at the back sight until it vanish. No it will never completely vanish. I could feel it there… the slight presence of Past and it's memories filling my heart.
Now and there, I have decide to resurrect them back … Eagerness and Effort, I need you to get hold of the Dream. To make it come true, to make it real, to help it born.
p/s: i wonder would Day transfer this pointless-depressing-nonsense shortfic into oneshot comic version? Would sheeee??? *side eyeing her very hard.










