Whimsical vagaries ensue
from the cold state of emotions.
How can I do the things they do
and still be myself?
At what point do I disagree
and become ostracized.
Never in life is easy so hard
when your soul is funneled outward.
Today I lost another friend
or at the very least someone who I thought counted highly.
Time takes its toll
We wander across the lanes.
Chances are thrown.
Opportunities missed.
Others reveled in.
Where am I going now?
Only time will tell.
Appointments.
Responsibilities.
Horrid honour of duties.
Managed and dealt with.
One day at a time.
But my jewel reflects my true desires
and I look ahead daring to dream.
My imagination roams.
I sift through fantasies, scenarios, drama.
Where would I like to go?
Anywhere but here.
To shirk the onerous responsibilities
to wander unburdened
free.
Cabin fever.
Wistful thinking of a vacation not planned.
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