Common Friends

When I see within the clothes, I see my bones yearning for much

When I see outside, I narrate a different story to myself

I tell myself “you want a lot; you want to be important

You want to be indispensable; you want to be pampered,

                                                                      You want to cry.

It is futile when you close your eyes.

All you need is apathy.

A stone washed view of the possibilities and the impossibilities---

Both turn bleary giving you a single direction”.

I do many things that I do not want to do,

I cry many tears when I do not want to lose

Then I press my face against the pillow so that no air can pass

That is when I stop life from just passing by.

Everyday I erase the line between belief and distrust

So that all seem same and I see none.

Yet, I am a creature full of love

’Would give away but not give up.