It seems to me that society has crept up on me. I do not wish to follow, I refuse to be conditioned to the conditioning of my neighbour. These four walls and growing higher as we speak. I am feeling lonely, surrounded by all these people talking their speak. It's clear to me now, that I won’t be free until I’m not here. I need to get away from here, and land somewhere other than there. I want to close my eyes and open them to a place I have never seen before. I want to walk slowly down a footpath in a backstreet of a country I have never been to before, and see faces that will haunt me for the rest of my life.
I need to find myself in his arms. The arms that for so long I rejected. The arms that will strangle any comfort out of me, and position me in a positioning of awkwardness.
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