It is hard to
fathom
such a world
How should I exist now?
The loneliness of this paved
pathway
is almost too much
Overwhelmed by thoughts of what
could be.
The concrete feels too heavy,
dull silver reflections,
underneath my feet.
Where am I going?
Beloved,
I finally see you.
But the truth is,
the invisibility is
blinding,
even to you.
I'm here, remembering,
existing.
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 9:22 AM UTC
It is hard to
fathom
such a world
How should I exist now?
The loneliness of this paved
pathway
is almost too much
Overwhelmed by thoughts of what
could be.
The concrete feels too heavy,
dull silver reflections,
underneath my feet.
Where am I going?
Beloved,
I finally see you.
But the truth is,
the invisibility is
blinding,
even to you.
I'm here, remembering,
existing.
