Ocean Blue
Hi everyone🤗
It's my story 😊
I hope you guys enjoy😄😅
2019
My soul is stuck in that year. A lot of things happened that time. Every month gives me a surprise, whether it's deep sadness or irrefutable doubt. Many farewells that came to approach and I was forced to be prepared for it. But at the same time God also replaced them with others, I met new people who took their place.
In that year I opened a new chapter in my life. Still hope all goes well. But at the same time I also feel sick of all this and I'm tired of living it too.
I try to keep myself busy with various activities to forget everything but in reality it's just in vain. The more I distract myself, the sharper I remember the pain. Every day feels the same, my feet just keep on going, I don't know where to go. I only open my eyes in the morning and close them again at night. The world goes on, only I am trapped in that small room.
This room is crowded, I want to breathe.
At that moment I mumbled and it crossed my mind "Hey happiness, have you forgotten your way home?"
" Did I deserve all this pain everyday?"
Color's paint/the tint lying on the table as if to tell a story. My hand seems to want visualizes it. Rather than dragging on with bad thoughts. I took the tint, at that time a spontaneous idea came to me. Accidentally dark blue has filled my palms
The big boat seemed to want to pick me up. But in fact the boat only transports my closest friends, person who help me, person who I need, person who inspire my life, and even my own dreams that I've been dreaming of for a long time. It leaves me alone on land.
Pure white color radiates from the boat and slowly sails away. The moonlight seemed to be in their favor. Trying to illuminate the dimness of their departure. I just can waved hands as a sign of farewell.
I finished my painting and fell asleep.a few minutes later I was awake, the painting in my hands dry. Then I took some photos for documentation. After that I tried to clean my hands it turns out the paint is very difficult to clean. I need a lot of hand soap to clean it. My bathroom floor was also dirty because the blue color began to fade slowly. I quickly cleaned up everything so my parents wouldn't scold me hehehe
Thanks for reading😄😍

Did you dream at that time? By the way, even though the painting made from picture of your hand, it's such a good art. Keep painting, sist ❤️🙌
BalasHapusNo, it's just my imagination
Hapusit's great because you can express all your emotions by painting, and not do anything that harms yourself. You are precious ️🤍
BalasHapusThanks
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BalasHapusWow, you can make your readers keep reading it till the end because of being curious, how is the end... Keep writing and keep sharing.
BalasHapusThank you ma'am😍
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