Feelings

While walking along Bourke St.

I witnessed a man tripped and fall badly.

Without second thought.

I ran to him.

Held him up.

drops by drops, red liquid starts dripping.

At that one second, I panicked.

Looked around and found nothing.

Nobody else stopped by.

Just stared and walked away.

 

I asked some strangers for tissue.

His blood made the white tissue half red.

He is bleeding madly.

All I could do was ask if he is alright.

A drop of tear then was dropped by him.

I could feel his pain.

That moment, I felt so helpless. 

Very vulnerable. 

I regretted so much, that I did not further helped him.

Did not find him a solution.

Did not seek help from other strangers.

I walked away.

Step by step, I feel pain inside.

This confused feeling of mine lasted.

Why didn't I make any phone calls to help?

This feeling is pain.

Why people just stood and not lend a hand?

I'm angry at you all people, in this civil world.

What a complicated feeling.

Not feeling too good today.

What a day.

xx.