as small as a world and as large as alone

2:24am November 7, 2012

When I opened my eyes I couldn’t find my place. There was nothing to tie me down. Open my eyes and look at you but you don’t see what’s behind them.

Which is what is this place this person this anything. Is there anything anywhere anymore? I don’t know anymore. And you want me to put the pieces together so fast when I open my eyes.

Do you understand I’m afraid? That your welcome back to the world moment of happiness, is yours and not mine. “Welcome to an uphill struggle in ways you won’t understand” is far closer to the mark.

So call it running through fog looking for a direction. But don’t call it the instant I woke up or came out of it because that doesn’t exist. I’m still not out.