What do you do when the two people that have been with you through it all are just gone.
They are here.
Living.
But in a far off place that seems farther and father with time.
But you are still caught up in it.
You.
Are.
Alone.
You can tell people, you won't get a response.
You best be talking to a wall.
The few that know don't "really" know.
They don't know why you work so hard.
They don't know how you go to where you are.
They don't know where you have really been.
It's a far off oracle. Where you are.
No one has stepped foot there.
You try to hide your eyes that look like they haven't slept.
You hide the time you've spent crying, which seems as if it's about nothing.
You be the person of who you feel is opposite of what you feel you are.
You put yourself in others skins while they're still in it.
Cinderblock.
You put on a smile.
You walk through the doors.
You suddenly realize it's all gone away.
All the worries have disintegrated.
You know they will be back again... Here they come.
