I woke up today not knowing it was today. Thoughts carry to a time when I didn’t have worry about others. What they thought. How they felt. How their thoughts affected me. How they felt damaging. Negative without meaning to.
I’m hurting. Inside. Deep in the crevasses where few can journey. I call out and receive only deep, hollow echoes. I know I can’t reach out to those who proclaim their love, their loyalty. They stand on the cliff and look at me with sorrowful yet empty eyes.
It hurts less that way. We are all alone though we may be surrounding by bodies. We are not surrounded by souls. We need souls…spirits.
The journey proceeds along the rocks of our choices.