Communicate through the sky | Tebuireng Online

Empty days
There is a day
It feels like an empty space,
No Sound,
Without direction,
Without anyone.

Not sad,
But also not happy.
Like life just walking
Because forced time.

Scroll social media,
Fake smile on the screen,
All seemed successful
Everyone seemed to know where to go.

While me?
Still asking,
“This is alive or just a routine wrapped in aesthetics?”

I asked the sky
Have you ever
Staring at the evening sky while asking
“Why am I here?”
“For whom I’m tired?”
“Why does it feel empty even though it’s crowded?”

I’m not grateful
I’m just tired of pretending to be strong
While continuing to laugh
At a 15 second story.

People say:
“Just enjoy the process.”
But how to enjoy
If even I don’t know
What are I going through?

Sky
Can I stop for a moment?

Then I learned slowly
It turns out that life doesn’t have to always know the answer
Sometimes enough walk
One step today
Although tomorrow is still vague

I no longer want to look perfect
I want to be honest
In fear
In wounds that have not healed
In a dream that is not yet round.

And I learned
That silence is not a failure
That confusion is not a sin
That doubt is a friend
For anyone who is growing

Today I haven’t arrived
But I’m on the street
And that is enough for now.

Writer: trough
Editor: Rara Zaryry

Tebuireng Magazine