Embitterment

I was not living in the world of expectation, the expectation so great as to frustrate by word disillusionment. I am not that young or naïve to be affected by a word disillusionment; then, why does the word disillusionment suddenly barge in my way and harass me in this belated time? I think may it be the weight of sadness getting heavier as age advances. The greater reason than sadness, however, is not able to bear its weight but diminishing strength in direct proportion with growing age to weight of sadness; nonetheless, if the course of water is the same as before there shouldn’t be much difference between disillusionment and sadness because if you place these two words on the flowing water and let them go, who knows, in some day, they may reach a great water named oblivion.