Take another breath, and just think.
I’m guessing I must come to an exact understanding of what is happening to me
before I lose my complete sense of direction.
I came back different.
I came back wanting and caring about different matters…
I feel like I’m trapped in my own shell (and I know I probably am…),
Surrounded by things I no longer recognize or relate to.
Every joke, any talk or event seems completely banal,
No longer creating that same effect on me as it used to a month ago…
No one really notices it, lives are just so filled with issues
so futile and transitory as the little grains of sand on the beach…
Futile. Ordinary. Non-captivating.
That’s how everything seems to me now
I know not if its caused by you,
strange distant presence that I now crave
More than anything else
Or if its just that time to leave…
Move on. To bigger things…
To some other place where life has more meaning
than here in a single pathetic weekend.…
Change…
it isn’t always for the best…
But it can’t be worse that being caught up
in the same old “this”.
[.by.MJ.20.01.08.]
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