and there i was
disconnected
from all that i knew.
at least from all that i thought i had known.
a strange feeling had overcome me, a tingling hot rush of pressure had overcome me.
i had no knowledge of who i was.
things tend to drift when you are unsure of your own existence.
where was i to be, who was i to be.
but all that did not matter, for all of us... just survive.
the ups, the downs, of the day to day all too mundane.
i had understood this after my separation from the Corps. but still, i did not feel complete. the things i wanted in my youth and the things i strive for; now differ.
nevertheless, things change i guess. what is there to be done when i is so small.
as i venture on, my existence becomes meaningless.
for the most part, the person that i thought i was is no longer there.
the things i wanted and the things i strived for are not there.
who i am, what am i, why am i?
the raindrops fall on my face, and the wind kisses me, there was a time that all i wanted was my love's kisses on me, but things change more importantly... i have changed.
what kind of world am i in?
what kind of place is this?
i did not understand how they could be the way they were.
i tried my best to find others that were in my shape, but that resulted in failure.
could continue on alone. alone, a word all too familiar.
nonetheless a comfort i found myself in.
things jump unexpectedly from here,
as i dislike communicating with most humans.
but what can be done when surrounded by them.
here it lays, my biggest fear:
being vulnerable.