I read interviews and mocked the epiphany
I heard them talk on radio too,
There wallowed tales of solitude
Of alcohol and drugs misused.
The mocking couldn’t stop until I saw someone
The man with a straight face and a smile so powerful
I followed his trail of oceanic scent
And entered a dark den of substance
Staying there for hours and hours
And chatting non-stop about the lives of miserable’
My life went smooth, and I stressed more.
He touched me and I felt…. sad
I looked around to breathe happiness.
Your see what you want them to see,
The faces curtained with emotions
Masquerading around you,
Smothering your ears with compliments
Walking past you.
I moved closer to feel the emptiness.
He left without saying a word
Confused, I noticed the curtains’ colour
The same pale blue that I always hated
And, the walls of my room looked blank.
Days and nights felt the same
I spoke to feel my voice
I hung around with all my friends
What was I thinking? Yet unknown
Why my body shivered, nobody could tell
The day seemed longer, and family distant
My ears tried to listen but I barely heard
The work was good, but my eyes felt wet
The cheeks didn’t know,
Why droplets rolled
on them
I was losing something of importance
In the middle of the night I could sense the darkness.
The sky started to close on me
The ground swelled with pride of flesh
A faint smile on my lips
As I looked out of the window
For the last time.
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