After The Storm

     After the storm we are still left quite...unable to move...do not know where and how to start life again. When we look around, everything's fine. Everybody goes out with their business, and the world's okay. Why, it is our own storm we are suffering, concealed from anyone around. Though there may be one or two who know, yet it's our own storm not theirs. They could only sympathized, and it ends there.
     Sometimes, we even question our own sanity. Are we okay? Are we functioning well? Why the lapse in attitude? No one could answer except ourselves. We know how we did our best, yet there come a point when we reach our limitations. No matter how much we try to do more because it is expected from us, there is that tired soul within unable to respond, unable to function well, thus the collapse. And after the unwanted burst follows the guilt; so many questions why, why was I unable to contain myself. We are afraid to ask others, fearing they make us feel guilty the more for showing our worst selves. Then we feel alone, so alone as if nobody cares us except ourselves. We just hold on with life because we are supposed to. We are not supposed to give up. We are supposed to get up, move on as if nothing happens. If we are successful in doing that, another chapter in our lives open. And again we would start from the very beginning, be the persons we would like ourselves to be, as well as the persons others expected us to be. If we might fail again, start again...and again...and again...  
     Ahhhhh, life...