24 hours ago I was feeling ... worse.
Seated alone in a manufactured mall, unique in its design yet... entirely unoriginal in its essence.
It is me. It is you.
The sweeping feeling - like the sea washing over the shore. I am submerged, my chest sinks... sinking. It is a continuous feeling. And the alien faces can bring no respite. I find no welcome there, nor will I. Nor can I. It is wrong to ask for... this form of help, assistance, from a stranger.
So I sat there with my book, I pretended to read. The death penalty. People arguing to kill or spare the lives of others. Numbers and facts, versus the worlds of each individual.
Here, then, THEN, I was thrust into the past all at once - hapless, alone, and upset yet again. Sometimes the memories foam up from the ground. And I am afraid, of being alone.
Alone in a sea of faces. Unrecognizable, washes over me. And I am so full of emotion that I am effectively empty. Hollowed out, hallowed as an other. Myself, nameless, indistinct.
Set apart. An island that doesn't wish to be alone.
Then I see in the distance my parents walking toward me, and my countenance lifts.
I am slowly rejuvenated, and my appetite returns.
Seated alone in a manufactured mall, unique in its design yet... entirely unoriginal in its essence.
It is me. It is you.
The sweeping feeling - like the sea washing over the shore. I am submerged, my chest sinks... sinking. It is a continuous feeling. And the alien faces can bring no respite. I find no welcome there, nor will I. Nor can I. It is wrong to ask for... this form of help, assistance, from a stranger.
So I sat there with my book, I pretended to read. The death penalty. People arguing to kill or spare the lives of others. Numbers and facts, versus the worlds of each individual.
Here, then, THEN, I was thrust into the past all at once - hapless, alone, and upset yet again. Sometimes the memories foam up from the ground. And I am afraid, of being alone.
Alone in a sea of faces. Unrecognizable, washes over me. And I am so full of emotion that I am effectively empty. Hollowed out, hallowed as an other. Myself, nameless, indistinct.
Set apart. An island that doesn't wish to be alone.
Then I see in the distance my parents walking toward me, and my countenance lifts.
I am slowly rejuvenated, and my appetite returns.
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