CARESS
Bluelighter
I spoke to a friend today.
He was not his usual self.
Or is his usual self only a disguise?
Is he protecting his pain, his heart, or both?
I think he's searching.....
I have another friend who,
Today finds herself in a dilemna.
She is unhappy in her relationship,
But to speak out could cause her the
Purest pain of lonliness.
Which is worse - lonely togetherness or lonely nothingness?
I think she is searching.....
One of my dearest friends is alone.
She has many people who care about her.
Yet she sets the table alone,
Curls under her blanket alone,
And sometimes cries alone.
Yet, despite the emotional turmoil, she knows she has taken the correct path.
How is that so?
I think she's just searching....
And then, there is me.
I was the child left to rot with the roaches,
While other family members ate caviar.
But today, I enjoy the fruits of family, friendship, and achievement.
Yet sometimes, I stare out the window embraced by unexplained, irrational sadness.
Is it possible to sit in shit for so long that when you climb out, you miss the scent?
I think I'm still searching....
What do you search for today? Are you dissatisfied with your current situation? I wonder if even the happiest of lives can always be a little closer to....Nirvana. For if we stop searching for it, would we then begin to die? I wonder, I just wonder.
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To the wondering wanderer: You inspired me today.
Caress
He was not his usual self.
Or is his usual self only a disguise?
Is he protecting his pain, his heart, or both?
I think he's searching.....
I have another friend who,
Today finds herself in a dilemna.
She is unhappy in her relationship,
But to speak out could cause her the
Purest pain of lonliness.
Which is worse - lonely togetherness or lonely nothingness?
I think she is searching.....
One of my dearest friends is alone.
She has many people who care about her.
Yet she sets the table alone,
Curls under her blanket alone,
And sometimes cries alone.
Yet, despite the emotional turmoil, she knows she has taken the correct path.
How is that so?
I think she's just searching....
And then, there is me.
I was the child left to rot with the roaches,
While other family members ate caviar.
But today, I enjoy the fruits of family, friendship, and achievement.
Yet sometimes, I stare out the window embraced by unexplained, irrational sadness.
Is it possible to sit in shit for so long that when you climb out, you miss the scent?
I think I'm still searching....
What do you search for today? Are you dissatisfied with your current situation? I wonder if even the happiest of lives can always be a little closer to....Nirvana. For if we stop searching for it, would we then begin to die? I wonder, I just wonder.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To the wondering wanderer: You inspired me today.
Caress
