Silent Torture

Noise

It seems to never stop.

Doors open and close

Feet endlessly walking.

Where are they going?

Are you just treading water?

Because I feel like I'm sinking.

Consciously drowning in an emotional pit.

Surrounded by people, talking.

Day-to-day problems,

Not having the one color of blouse you desperately desire

Or the watch that's been staring at you for weeks through the Clark's Jewelers window.

Meanwhile, these materialistic "problems" fade.

You get what you want

Does it feel better?

Are your caged thoughts free?

Have these things brought happiness to you?

For so long we've believed distractions are solutions.

Perhaps this is wrong.

A toxic cycle,

Picturesque vs. real rawness.

One always wins,

Not either or, just one.

In which it all comes back to you

When distractions are no longer distracting

And the realization that your image isn't who you are floods your mind.

Feel.

Ask.

Become. Awake.

~lm