More Day Five

I walk, meet, look in the eyes, touch
I smile, I’m not sure, I feel and know, I see
I’m still and watch
I’m not visible I cry
I sit and listen
I don’t really want to
I share and I hold back
I’m sitting and I’m tired and I cry
There are others around, I hear sounds, I feel them
But everyone seems to be alone
I look up, I feel that time
I ask myself the same question
Was it right? Is it right?
I see standing, holding the head, playing, stumbling
I see softness, struggle
I can’t stop and I repeat
I look up and I’m tired

Aurora Lubos