I am so tired of the alone me and the alone you
I am tried and sick of the computer screen,
The keys make me nauseous, so surreal that I want to scream.
I am tired of the fear that we breed as we walk through life like we are wading through glass, as we embrace caution refusing to laugh, afraid to feel,
I am sick and tired of walking in this life with my back to you, afraid to turn and face the truth, which is what?
We lean in but just not far enough,
I am tired of wanting to touch your hand but there is so many variables till I don’t understand or have a desire to comprehend,
Which way is up, but we still evoke lust but would rather live in a place where what we forfeit is trust.
I feel it, death by design, falling into darkness alone we lose our minds because, we were not created to be alone,
It is in another that the heart grows and learns and earns the right to speak, but these things I swear are far from unique,
Cliques, hopes and dreams laid to rest because we fear the possibility of not passing the test, so we, we just, we just don’t take it at all, and embrace for the impact of the landing, as we get close to the fall…and as we coming crashing down, we look around and realize we were not as alone as we perceived,
There are those below that have falling and landed on bended knees where doors came opened and love rushed in , and within the community we begin as friends
Where eyes engage, and faith set the stage and people learned to looked outside of rage, or the cage of the mind trapped behind the sign that has each of seeking what we can never find
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