Tears

11:45 pm. 15 minutes to go before midnight but still my eyes are widely open. Hearing nothing except sound of fan trapped in the wall. I’m alone. No one could see me unease, fearing for something unidentified and crying for uncaused. It is almost 2:00 am. Few hours before sunshine. Hearing vehicles buzzing from south to north and vice versa while roosters are starting to sing morning songs. I closed my eyes and saw images. People I’ve met before, places I’ve been through. Events, tragedies, problems, triumphs and failures. Watching the scene makes me insane, need to escape. Tracking back the past is the last on my list, let me go out of here. Tok, tok, tok! “Papasok ka ba? I opened my eyes. “Oho.” I rose up and sit at the bedside, gradually look at the mirror on my right and grasp a tissue paper to wipe up my tears.