do you know it
that
feeling of entering
a room
knowing there’s
something there
a heavy
invisible mist
something
primeval
that
you begin
to
fade into
your body
and
mind
seem
to become
transparent
your
train of thought
becomes
erratic
as you
try to define
what’s all around
that
you’re unable to see
as you scan
the room
and
focus on
the eyes of others
eyes
pale with anticipation
it seems
like
no one else
notices
that it’s present
the more
you fade
the clearer
it
becomes
it’s
death
ever wonder
why
happiness
eludes you
maybe there’s
too much
of
yesterday’s old garbage
strewn around your todays
bits of
anger and fear
decaying
in the corners
of your mind
my advice
would be
to
take out the trash
what woke you
at
night
when you were
a child
still lingers
in
the darkness
haunting
the hours
before dawn
but
for
some poor souls
it lingers
throughout
the day
and though
these are
no more
than created ghosts
harmless apparitions
that
cannot touch
nor
be touched
their mere
presence
in the light of day
fosters
anxieties
spinning
the mind
like
a child playing
with
an old toy top
creating
a dark loneliness
an invisible veil
that conceals
the colors
of
the world
leaving only
shades
of gray
and
dark shadows
turning
each day
into
a child’s night
what’s inside a tear are there secret fears all those things we’ve refused to admit are there those liquified unspoken words that flow so easily when we’re tongue tied or the darkness hides the unsaid conversations hidden and thus permitting our thoughts to remain a silent soliloquy leaving only a trace of chemical components
breaths become labor eyes empty of joy’s last tears fears with each heartbeat the cloth of humanity torn away by war has left us all ignored naked beasts lost in the darkness of life
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