Chapter 42: Dear Stranger
Dear stranger,
The thing is that we
are connected through the dark.
In the abyss of
my mind's maze,
there is a straight path to you.
It goes through
unspeakable truths
and much chastised emotions.
Some day, when,
these barriers break,
You will find me waiting then.
For you, in
a place without time,
where nothing has to make sense.
Sometimes, I want to tell people that I am here to listen if you need to cry. But I know I am ill equipped to listen. That even if I did, I would be crying along my own tears. But perhaps, that does not matter. Perhaps, each of us, in the end is weeping only for ourselves.
The thing is that we
are connected through the dark.
In the abyss of
my mind's maze,
there is a straight path to you.
It goes through
unspeakable truths
and much chastised emotions.
Some day, when,
these barriers break,
You will find me waiting then.
For you, in
a place without time,
where nothing has to make sense.
Sometimes, I want to tell people that I am here to listen if you need to cry. But I know I am ill equipped to listen. That even if I did, I would be crying along my own tears. But perhaps, that does not matter. Perhaps, each of us, in the end is weeping only for ourselves.