Disconnected

 

I've never felt

truly connected.

I walked next to this reality,

but somehow sidestepped it.

It's like I've been

outside peering in.

My life a tv screen,

and all I glean

is a place, foreseen in dreams,

that doesn't contain me.

I see the world in

simple shapes and colours,

all blurring together.

I had a grasp of a single rope

and I've lost the tether,

now the connection has severed.

 

I never felt I was

a part of the plan.

The world has

a short attention span

and she forgot about me.

So, I walk alone,

trying to remind her

that I am walking here

and this is my home

but she never sees me,

it's all gone

a bit twilight zone.

 

I watch myself from

a few seconds

out of time.

I turn my head

and the reply

comes slowly,

like a mime,

puppeting my movements.

Or like a bell that's rung

but the chimes

take an eternity to come,

before ringing out.

Loud disturbed

echoes of doubt.

I'm just an echo of myself,

a shadow on a walkabout

 

 

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