Head on with the crowd, realizing my neighbour has passed on,
I’m trapped standing between both our gates,
trying to find the right empathetic words to say,
and it could only be “I’m sorry.”
I meant to say a whole lot more –
so much easier to churn out
four thousand words
of cold hard facts,
than to say what you really feel.
xoxo
silhouettekiss
"Do you see the story? Do you see anything?... It seems to me I am trying to tell you a dream - making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream sensation... No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence - that which makes its truth, its meaning - its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream - alone." Marlow in Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad. View more posts
so much easier to churn out
four thousand words
of cold hard facts,
than to say what you really feel.
Oh, indeed
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