Cipher Line

I think some people will be able to relate.

A blank line of unimportant face flashes in an instant, 

transparent thoughts left unnoticed in a passing glance.

The dread sets in, "Do they know?"

Even though there is no way they could.

If they were to look into your eyes, 

would you feel fear?

No.

Terror.

Abject horror excising you from your thoughts.

Leaving you naked, famished in the burning sun.

Yet you walk on, no gazes managing to meet your own,

a negative spotlight of darkness focused on hiding you from view.

Well perhaps not you, but the idea of you, 

this pitiful excuse for a being you see in the mirror when you wake up,

The one you see in your nightmares before you wake screaming clutching your hair.

Leaving bloodied clumps tossed to the floor.

Dissected by the scalpel of your own scrutiny, 

the autopsy of your still beating heart goes on.

We learn more from the things we break than that which we attempt to piece together.

You continue to drag your maggot-eaten corpse through the streets,

the more the crowd grows, the lonelier you become.

You are naught, a cipher in the line,

yet you are everything.

Reviews

[Lotus Flower]

I enjoyed this, the message was really blunt, life goes on

[Emily]

I like the meaning!
Well done!

[mmonita]

No matter what , if we like or not we are always everything.