Not Alone

Trapped between want and need.

A cruel contradiction.

A touch that once fed an insatiable need reduced to conflict and undue discomfort.

Isn’t it Funny how vision can change the feel of things.

How a glance at the bigger picture changes everything.

It’s the problem with depth in a superficial world.

Some caverns are not meant to be explored by everyone. Yet those of us that dive are brought to frustration standing among the ruins of the surface.

The shiny new building and well posed photos captivate the crowds. In a world numbed by playing pretend on a six inch screen.

Constantly fueled by the reassurance of others.

But what is real..

Do you remember who you are without everyone else telling you?

When is the last time something moved you?

The last time you kept a moment for yourself? Not sharing it with the world.

No evidence of its existence but the impact it held for the souls present.

You learn as you grow older that you are not always the main character.

This epiphany comes with time and growth and the journey is one you choose to take.

Willingly Peeling away the need for validation, the yearning for constant reassurance.

You find peace when you master the art of fading into the background, creating your own happiness in the storyline made just for you penned by your own hands.

You find solace in the shore line, the color that the sun paints the sky as it kisses the world good night.

I still often envy the beauty of the moon for the grace she possesses, while bearing the weight of holding everything together.

I used to wonder if anyone else saw the world the way that I do. Your existence reminded me that I am not alone here.

That There are still people that see past the tip of their own nose…this is your reminder.

You are not alone either.