vineri, 10 ianuarie 2014

Stranger's feeling

it's like being in one of those movies
set in New York,except that
you're not in New York and
there are no cameras to make pain into art
and your reflection in the subway
looks terribly alone

you look like you are,
even if it's only for a couple of days
and the ache is fading away
and safety is nothing but an illusion
still,I'd rather be a numb fool
than and awake philosopher...

I'm stubborn-even when my
bones moan in pain,even if
I can't think straight,even though
I know my somewhat
sealed fate

it's like being that one song about
all the world's heartache,
except that you're not-
you're singing it

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