Youth is a disguise to reality. I can feel the world widening across the horizon. My mind feels blank, desperately trying to find meanings that don't exist. Breathe in. Everywhere is cold, red brick houses look grey. I want to run, but to where. The wide world has wrapped it's arms tight around me. I am me now, I am an adult; no parental safety to shield me.
Breathe out. The air around me rings with the late winter chills. An old couple snugged together, send water to my eyes. Where are they? They are here in body, but their spirit so far away, in a place unknown. Their faces look peaceful. Do we then have to fear the years between, waiting for death. I cannot breathe. In. Out. Gulp. Out. Choke. My world feels too large, my life too small. Shield me.
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