What it feels like to be alone
2003-08-06 @ 7:20 p.m.
Downstairs the tv is on and my family is blinking, talking , mouths moving, voices forming words , syllables, understandable audible sounds. up here the world has stopped. eyes are dry marbles, immobile. lacking gloss and sight. mouth has recoiled into a vertical line, 2 disputing sides sealed together lacking the security of words to part them. The tv is on mute and everyone seems to be lost for any meaning in their words.. maybe i am lost for any meaning.
sometimes my bed feels like a raft, and the world around me is unsafe...shark infested water. SO i sit and stare and everything dries up and shrivels away.
Thats what its like to be lonley