Post Modern

I have a job. I have a new friend. I have new medication. Things are looking up. But I am down. I look at my feet when I walk. I don't want to see what lies ahead. I don't want to trip over what's happening right now. I should be asleep but then I won't want to get up. I wish I could feel the way I used to feel. I wish I could remember how I used to feel. Maybe I shouldn't WANT to feel that way. Maybe it wasn't so great. I want to feel something new. Something I've never felt before. But where is the person who will make that happen? Where is the person who will teach me what love feels like?

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