“Write hard and clear about what hurts.”
-Ernest Hemingway

At first it’s frustration

its searching for answers

for meaning

asking questions to the world

why this

why that

why me

then you keep asking

and you search places

you never thought you would

then you go deep within yourself

and you ask deeper questions

of your existence

questions like

who am i

why do i think this way

why did they do this to me and

Why can’t i can’t let go of it

why is life so unfair

why me

why doesn’t anybody love me

why do i always self sabotage

what happened to the old me

the endless tape in our minds

But then

something in us changes

we enter this new world

filled with a labyrinth of questions

And after this

we can no longer unsee this world

we think we might be going

a little insane

until we encounter

another one of us in this world

and that’s what it truly is

a new world for us

now the old us

feels like old skin fading away

we view others

and in our new lenses

we see them unaware

of themselves

Aimless

or even trapped

because of this new world

I feel detached from everyone

Here, there is an understanding

that feels like a hole

alienation at its finest

countless times ive tried

to explain this

and only a few understand

but this feeling you get when you encounter this new world

its overwhelming

and it feels superhuman

like you’ve awakened

and you begin to see

others differnetly

how they carry themselves

what emotions consume them

Feels so pinpoint that its a job

not to analyze

its exhausting

and so im more lonely

than i was before

because i feel and see too much

and i am always in the move

because if i stay too long anywhere

this deep understanding overwhelms me

like i said im new to this world

sometimes im a homebody to it

other times im a nomad in it…

sounds familiar..

like reincarnation.


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