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thoughts



your brain just
imagines how i
feel.

does
it makes it easier

to know that
i
just floated in the spaces
above your skin?

electricity
pushed me away,
as if it were a warning sign. as if you were contagious,

none of this ever mattered.

Author notes

it's really fucking sad to know that no matter how close you are to someone, you never actually touch them on a molecular level. we're all so goddamn alone.
sometimes i feel like a single cell, just drifting apart from the rest. i'm so small. i'm so disheartened.
but it's these kinds of thoughts that half-ass comfort me into thinking i've never actually been hurt.

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  • narcissist
    November 3

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    with me it's different. it's the closeness itself that i can't seem to believe in. regardless of proximity, you can't crawl into someone's mind and see what they're really thinking or feeling. and, not to quote House, but; "everybody lies."

    uplifting comment, eh?... hm.

    Buck Up, Son.

    That said, I love the line breaks. and,

    "as if it were a warning sign. as if you were contagious,

    none of this ever mattered."

    potent. i was thinking earlier how so many people think pain is beautiful, even seem to aspire toward it. real pain is horrible and it kills everything.


    • solarjinx
      November 4
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      oh I beg to differ, dear lady. 5 years and 5 dried grams of psilocybin mushrooms ago, I crawled right into my best friend's mind, as did he into mine. I experienced the ethereal realm of my own existence from his perspective, I wore his eyeballs and usurped his brain for nearly three hours and I must say, it was enlightening to say the least.

      we became closer via that experience and I swear to this day that our molecules intermingled and our DNA fused, but who am I but a mere alcoholic poet, alas a scientist I am not.

      but this is what GOOD drugs do. this is why cows are regarded holy by certain bands of humans, they KNOW that all of god's secrets grow in cow shit.

      +++++++++

      about the poem.. I love the subject material, fantastic stuff! shit, I almost love your author notes even more, you rocked it out with this one and you invited all sorts of dialogue. Hell yeah.


    • miss.misery
      November 3

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      i think the most uplifting comments contain House quotes, so here goes..

      "IT'S NOT LUPUS!"