I open my eyes close it open it again close it again and repeatedly doing the same things again and again. Looking through all different life of different people. When I wake up what kind of life will I lead? What kind of flavor of life will I taste? I want to know, I want to experience it myself. How long do I need to wait? How long have I been waiting? No... it's futile to think of such things. Here every thought will be reset in 1 minute. That's the rule. Who I am right now might not be who I am in the future. Even so... in this tiny minutes I want myself to be of myself. Until the day I wake up, I will do this always and hoping the next me will do the same.
I open my eyes. Looking at the beautiful of living. I close my eyes. Open it again. Ah. Living isn't always about beautiful is it. There are blood everywhere. dripping of the floor. I close my eyes again. Open it. The world turn to beautiful once again. So that's how it's, the world isn't always beautiful but it isn't always cruel either. It's stable. There exist evil so that the real kindness can be born. If that's the life I saw, then what kind of life will I lead when I wakes up? Will it be beautiful? I want to know, I want to experience it myself I-
I open my eyes. There are a girl under a big tree. I saw a hand reaching for her beautiful face. Ah. I closed my eyes out of excitement. I open my eyes again. There are corpse lying in front of me. What happens here...? Why the owner of this body did not help that man that died why- ah. I saw a knife he holding on his hand. I understand now. I closes my eyes. I open it. People are dancing around. Are there any festivals going on? They looks like they are having fun, laughing. I wonder will I have a life like this too one day.
"If one day you finally wake up what will you do? What will you find?"
I heard a voice coming behind me.
Who is it? I tried to turn my head. It doesn't work. I tried to reply to him. It doesn't work either. It seems like I don't have any control over my body. It's a shame but there's nothing I can do. Ignoring the voice I turn my focus back to seeing the life of others. My time is not that long, I need to spend my time properly. As I was in my own mind I feels like something warmth envelope me.
"Thank you..." , I heard the same voice I heard just now but closer.
My shoulder felt wet. What just happen? I ask myself as I tried to turn my head again. But it didn't work after all. Just ignore it... I thought and I tried to ignore it but... for some reason my cheeks become wet. I tried to stop it but I can't. I can't stop it at all. Eyes is the only thing I can control but, it won't stop. The tear just keep flowing showing no end.
My time's almost up. Ahhh.. I wish, I had more time to get to know that voice more. I hopes my next me won't forget that voice ever. And that warmth hug.