.
This is how it starts.
That first feeling,
almost fleeting,
and disappearing
from the edge
of your vision.
The question of consciousness,
“Did I see that,
or just imagine it.”
Struggle with telling yourself
you’re okay,
you’re normal.
You know it’s a lie,
but you’re not ready
to integrate.
There are whole worlds
out there
you can’t imagine.
Why are you wasting your time
trying to fit into this
sad and broken
group of perfect automatons?
Bought and paid for.
Programmed and abandoned.
Wouldn’t you like to see
a world
that understands you?
Wouldn’t you like to feel
at home?
You’re not going to see
all the possibilities
from your bedroom,
on your phone.
They’re just suckering you in.
Remember when
life used to be pleasant?
Remember when
you felt safe?
Remember when waking
wasn’t a disappointment?
I hear you crying
to escape.
Well, I can help you.
Stop giving in.
Stop anything
that keeps you sitting there.
That thing that disappears
from the corner of your eye
is your shadow,
trying to lead you through.
You can’t follow
if you refuse
to know the truth
of who you are.
There is a life
after all the scars.
HG – 2022
