Sep 2020
Floating in silence
Messages whizzing past
Images and words
Flash before unseeing eyes
Hands extend into the vastness
Never to be grasped
Cool grey
Uncertain of
Where the exit has gone
Vanished perhaps
Along with all other color
No longer anything vibrant
Viewing in muted tones
And a base of grey
Slowly falling
Without fear
Of hitting a ground
That will never come
Forever a loop
Of falling
Never knowing the ledge
Heavy heart
Unsure which part
Or even the whole
Care has fled
Leaving nothing
To burst or share
But a drifting soul
In a long forgotten hole
Knowing what is missing
But no will to chase
Nowhere to go
Remaining still
- Jay M
September 30th, 2020
Messages whizzing past
Images and words
Flash before unseeing eyes
Hands extend into the vastness
Never to be grasped
Cool grey
Uncertain of
Where the exit has gone
Vanished perhaps
Along with all other color
No longer anything vibrant
Viewing in muted tones
And a base of grey
Slowly falling
Without fear
Of hitting a ground
That will never come
Forever a loop
Of falling
Never knowing the ledge
Heavy heart
Unsure which part
Or even the whole
Care has fled
Leaving nothing
To burst or share
But a drifting soul
In a long forgotten hole
Knowing what is missing
But no will to chase
Nowhere to go
Remaining still
- Jay M
September 30th, 2020
Somehow emotions have fled, and I'm not disturbed by it. Caring has been difficult, sometimes managing to and other times not at all, and I've been easily overwhelmed (and managed to keep it primarily internal). This is life, I suppose.
