SHATTERED EMOTIONS

I sat at a corner, watching the red sky. The sun was in a dilemma, whether to bid farewell or not, and was half drowned in the nearby river. the birds were returning home with food in their beaks for dinner. That long tree on the west was waving its leaves, a gesture to convey "adieu". There was a mild, decent, chill wind passing by. Everything was perfect about the environment, but me. I choked, and my heart cried like a baby, but my stubborn eyes never supported my feelings. No more did I want to be a man, I wanted to be a boy who can laugh and cry and get angry and still excuse him  to be insensitive. But I couldn't. The sense of responsibility restricted me from being myself what i wanted to be. I kept on staring at the limitless sky, with my mind running the longest race of its life. As it started becoming dark, I realized that its the hope that keeps you alive. Its the dawn because of which the sun resists a dusk. But are all hopes relevant? Do they all have a chance to come true. No, they don't. And as this feeling ran through my mind, I felt helpless, alone. But a darker realization stuck me then. There was no one to console me at times when I get too weak to be alone, no one to hold me and say "It's gonna be OK". A single moment explained me the most bitter truth of my life, and I sat there in dark with my shattered emotions, waiting for nothing but still waiting forever.