Waiting at the doorstep, I look for survival
Another being had already fixed my appointment with destiny
There is a murmur of dry leaves being crushed with booted feet
It is Time, he has come for his daily bread
I step outside of myself to see who I am
I couldn't see me the way I was, I run away from me
The outstretched twines of Life's mezzanine floor engulf me
I run and run and run inside me , I stop and see my breath curse me
The ship is ready to leave, I can see his ship, He is cackling with sadness
I walk backwards, and see how much I have come from
The gecko sniggers at the pale thought which crosses without form
I am ready to fly, the parachute calls me in, I am going in now, before the after
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hey.. this was indeed very nice.. very individualistic,...
ReplyDeleteseems we have all been there some time or the other.... :)
Depersonalization, all said and done... Looks strange, like a movie when you dissociate and see yourself do what you are doing then. Result of too much of self analysis or anxiety... but feels good when in control :) Hope.. what a beautiful word.Life is its best when looked at positively :)
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