The other side of Saturn

by alamo   Jun 11, 2013


Walking away becoming invisible
Faces screaming at me and some ignoring me
hurting me so deeply wondering to myself if I
would hit my head against the ground,
would I bleed red blood?
Would I flip back to another world
where someone would recognize me and
hold me in his arms telling me that I do exist
at times but at other moments I am lost
and will feel pain and lonliness and the need
to cry out to the world?
There is indeed confusion when faces pass me
by and do not notice me walking along the sidewalk,
wondering in which world causes me more pain.
Only looking at my clean shinny shoes
Would it matter if I was bleeding from my eyes and hands
awaking to another day wondering if I am still alive
slitting my wrist watching the drops of blood dripping
on the sidewalk while people pass me by,
draining me of my essence and flipping back to the other side
of Saturn once again?

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