Tumbleweed

[fetus]

Everything seems so blank and abandoned. Where are people--truly, deeply? It feels like everything is a ghost town, and I'm the Lone Ranger watching as tumbleweed rolls on by. Rolling on and on, nonchalantly through the once busy town. That's how I'm feeling--not even a feeling, really. Just a vibe. And what scares me is that I can't put it all into words. It's just there. That sinking sense of longing. Longing for understanding. For a busy town. Not in a literal sense. I mean, the town being life in general, a and the hustle bustle being emotions and true depth. Depth. It has a nice ring to it. I want it. No more apathy. No more chit-chat or small talk. Just a world full of deep and caring people. I can't bear this tumbleweed. I can't bear just going through life, never quite scratching past the surface. There's more I'm not seeing. The worst part is knowing that, and feeling powerless over that lack of...
Lack of what? Words fail me.

 

[Anomoly]

I don't know how to get rid of it either.
maybe we will just have to keep digging and reaching out
you are a lovely writer.
xx
look forward to your posts and your answer to your misery.