In life, or for the past 19 years, I've always wondered what it would be like to be happy. To be able to laugh at the most slightest unfunny but funny thing that squeezed its way out of someone's mouth. To be able to play any sort of game and laugh with the opponents even if I wasn't winning. To be able to go out to a party, a theatre performance, the cinema, ice skating and be happy. But I wasn't. I wasn't happy at all.
I struggle to comprehend it sometimes. That painful, piercing feeling of a dart in your heart. A dart so long it punctures the opposite side of your body and slips out. But there's no blood. There's nothing on the dart, nothing dripping off the betrayed Devil's dart. That shot, perfectly aimed at the gleaming red bullseye of your upper chest. That is what you struggle to comprehend; Why the betrayal of someone you love-love, feels like a stab, directly launched into the hollow, bony, Earth of your middle.
That's what I struggle to comprehend and I never really will come to settle, knowing that my fractured heart, also known as my son, is out there somewhere. And I'm going to find him. I will...
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Scanners
Misteri / ThrillerA selective number of people around the world are said to have the abilities to read and analyse people's thoughts and see into their future. It's unknown why they have these abilities, but the government and many other maniacal and brutal individua...
