The shivering of astonish…. senses numbing… and recollection of the long gone trail of occurrences….

The stomach gets caught up in a permanent churn… dragging your heart lower and lower…..

I stand right under the sun… hoping for the pessimist in me to evaporate… the sun gives nothing but the heat…..

I secretly wish for a greater burn…. That will turn me down to ashes…. Feeling ashamed of crying over a headache….

I see no solidness…. Waving my hands in the air… like a lunatic…. trying to get hold of the doorknob… so that it opens….

My heart attempts to gather all the pain I have and hopes it’s greater than the one I see in you…  So I can see and know…. Really know…. As I don’t as yet….