Sad of being sad....

Let's see, where should I begin?
Looking back at the steps he has taken, well, it's, again, empty.

I think I should begin with a heart. A heart, that has no companion. A heart that walked this long road of infinity. This, is a heart full of facilities, but, with no citizen. An untouched, forest.

Or should I begin with, him? He, will be the owner of this heart. Til now, he walked, with this heart. Along his journey, he faced challenges, problems. Kept striving, of course, in order to survive. However, this heart, being burnt by fire, hindered by wind from moving forward, bathed by frosty rains. This heart, stretched, and struggling to stay solid. Never being stopped, nor being modified. Never a scar could be seen. Being tough and firm, it has gone through these, alone. Keeping his head held high, though none understands him. Nevertheless, never being understood. He should take partial responsible, that he could have misled people, from understanding him. Yet, he refuse for explanations. Off he goes, the journey so long.

Life may not turned out the way he wanted, indeed. Knowing that there are no perfection in an imperfect world, but requiring everything to be as good as possible as a necessity. Yet again, wasn't understood. Life, never change though. However, it's decision, that changes.

All his way, he came along just by himself. There wasn't a companion. Often, thought that he would go, alone too. That seems to be certain. Til today, he walked...

Endured, tolerated, and persisted. Staying adamant, and stiff. Being naive. And what else? Til today, he walked... He endured... For so much that has been said and has been done, he seemed to be getting nothing. After all has ended, emptiness is what to crawled in. Empty~ That is all, and that is it.... empty..... What on earth could that mean? Nothing? Or just plainly, empty.... And for what that has NOT been happening, what else could he do? Is he lost? He might not even know who he was... Not to say what powers he may possess. What creature is this?

Though there are days of failing, or being soft. He did not want to endure anymore. No more to him. Its scar, never seen, but abruptly emerged now. And, it's melting... All these time, he has been going through highs and lows, physically, together, however, that never was the citizen in that particular space. He sat down, and, cried... When was the last time he cried? For so much has been done and so much have happened. He was being adamant enough for the last moment. But, hope to be true of his sadness now. He never wanted be sad in front of others, as he wanted others to be happy, and not to worry about him.

Thinking about what he has, what he had, and what he might have. By comparing, to the worse of course, he should never be sad nor cry. But, he would like be to be sad and cry. That is, at least, what he could do, and what he wanted to do. For at least that moment, he could, somehow, take a rest from his journey. Still, there wasn't any shoulder for tears. Even being sad, he's alone....

Gloomy? Depressing? Miserable? Poignant? No. There souldn't be fancy words for this emotion. It is just, sad~ That is the only word known, to be true enough, sad~ Or an international sign of sadness... : (