Have you ever felt like you were disconnected from everything else?
Locked in a dark closet
No sound
No scent
No air, light or
Movement.
Where time becomes irrelevant...
And emotion lays dormant.
A place where
Nobody matters except
Yourself.
Your ideas are
Best. Your feelings are
King.
A spiderweb of protection spins itself
Around the disconnection,
Severed.
~Me
Above is something that sprung from almost nowhere, other than me beginning to question myself while talking to my friends on instant messenger. Normally I wouldn't be writing in color, but I feel that this is better able to express the mood. Nothing else to say now, because I've already vented with the poem. ^^
 Fushinkosha · Fri Dec 03, 2004 @ 03:23am · 4 Comments |
