Beautiful but Blinding

Vacancy

I am tired and uninspired.

I sit in coffee shops and restaurants alone.

Watching the people a buzz in their own worlds.

 

I listen to their conversations about who and what.

Their worlds are so different from mine.

Wrapped around them, a consistent flow of memories and people.


Warm and bright but my eyes hurt for it is blinding.

The noise of busy places quiet and echo around me as I feel the warm and brightness fade.

Even though it hurts I wish it would stay even a little longer.


It has faded before and I know the light will be back but I’m not sure how long I can wait this time.

The melancholy way of memories always in our heads

They are the reminder that pain comes with love

 

I am tired and uninspired 

but I know the light will return

I just don’t know when.

  • Author: M.B (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 27th, 2021 15:08
  • Category: Unclassified
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