Sometimes it’s all it needs.A shoulder,a hand.A different sort of energy that comer from somebody else.That’s what this day was for.I wish I didn’t feel that much,because it makes me crave inside of me.It scares me to realize how deep I can go to get out of sadness.Shows off a deep morbid notion of sense that I can reach.I’ve reach this level of kidnness two times today and I’ve been out as much as I was in.
When I got into the this morning was clear to me that my it wasn’t for nothing that I’ve changed cabins. The lady was sobbing with such a sadness that I almost cry with her.It was like there was just me and her in there.The cabin was full of her tears,almost drowned.All I could do is close my eyes and taste her pain with my eyes.Breath serenity and send her my best encouragement as she left my train.
Late at night a woman got into the restaurant.She started crying a little after when she told me about her recently lost.She had lost her first love.At the moment,I asked if I could hug her and said to her the words that I’ve believe for so long “Take the best out the suffer,write a song or paint a wall,just get your suffer out.And show the world that you’re alive and in agony”.She sobbed once more and thanked me.Maybe more for the hug tham the words.
