Jan 31, 2006 00:37
I was in the back of a car on the way back from a movie this evening when my mind starting putting these phrases and feelings together. I haven't written poetry in years and I'm sure it will be awful, but I'm going to write it down anyways.
Disconnected
To be disconnected from everything you know;
people, friends and the everyday things for reasons you cannot show.
For everything that has ever meant something to you
to be turned into stars which while brilliant are far.
Even the closest star, like your closest friends and family,
can only appear to be close, when in fact they are much further.
The blood that binds us all as friends, family and acquaintences
has only to touch for that connection to be made.
The blood, however, if not renewed can be disconnected
for all eternity without bother or discourse.
I know not why I feel disconnected, but feel only the
primal and hedonistic urge to unfeel it.
The absence of my friends and those I love saddens me,
however, I must refrain from longing too much.
I must learn to live with my far away stars and no telescope to
properly view them in their glory.
But to my stars, let them know that they will always
be close to me in my heart and in my dreams.