Tumbling...

tumbling, tumbling
down a dark hole
with nothing waiting at the bottom
except emptiness

i call out your name and all i hear is my own desperate cry echoing in the vastness

how can i feel so alone constantly surrounded by people?

you ask what's wrong and somehow my meek 'i don't know' doesn't sound good enough, convincing enough, even for me

yet i don't...

i just know that i'm lonely and tired, and unhappy and i longingly search through the thunderclouds for a rainbow

i embody contradictions: i'm busy, but bored; positive, but miserable....smiling....and crying....

tumbling, tumbling
searching for peace

originally posted on 9.2.04