i look down at my feet and i see you.
i see my legs crossed all the time.
deflecting off bad vibes.
when i turn left i see love.
it surrounds us and wraps us up in its big hug.
when i look right i see pain.
the rabbit hole wants my attention.
these things make sense until they don’t.
the line is so hard to find and read.
i write about how i feel.
what happens when i don’t feel anything?
apathy is always knocking at my door.
i care the most now.
apathy does not like that.
apathy is running beside me waiting for me to be it’s friend again.
my new best friend is virtue.
i try to see the best in people.
i try to give extra chances to people who have fucked up.
believing in people is so nice.
it creates an atmosphere of love for my heart.
my heart rejects some things, but i am severely open-minded.
i just want to laugh, eat, and play.
is that too much to ask for?
written by Corey M. Rose
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