watsamkins
04-15-2013, 11:46 PM
Every face leaves an imprint on my brain. At once forgotten to be brought up again, in time, to haunt me. She comes back to me more than others. She comes back to me and I cannot fight her off. She never did say her name. I didn't look for it.
Even on my road the faces change everyday. A chameleon city with millions of faces, all changing to survive. All staring at that struggle, that one struggle that everybody sees yet all have a different view. A different seat to this spectacle.
Some have the front row, the best seats on the house. Never missing a scene, never looking back. Others, in the midst of the crowd, are comfortable to view with the masses, neither near nor far, merely content. And then there are those who lurk, at the back, in the stars, catching glimpses of the show and turning away to the darkness. Did life ever begin for these people? It is hard to tell how many there are in the darkness. Sometimes I feel as though it is just me, looking down to the crowds, bitter to the bone over their false happiness. But at some points a speck of light will hit the back and there I see another, and that was where I saw her.
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Even on my road the faces change everyday. A chameleon city with millions of faces, all changing to survive. All staring at that struggle, that one struggle that everybody sees yet all have a different view. A different seat to this spectacle.
Some have the front row, the best seats on the house. Never missing a scene, never looking back. Others, in the midst of the crowd, are comfortable to view with the masses, neither near nor far, merely content. And then there are those who lurk, at the back, in the stars, catching glimpses of the show and turning away to the darkness. Did life ever begin for these people? It is hard to tell how many there are in the darkness. Sometimes I feel as though it is just me, looking down to the crowds, bitter to the bone over their false happiness. But at some points a speck of light will hit the back and there I see another, and that was where I saw her.
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