waking up.

I was seeing 3: through, over and around.
I  can't remember before the life of Me, that world has always been a blur.

The first time I put them on I realized I had been missing out on so much. People had eye colors, not black holes. I began to recognize people by their faces, whereas before shadows, smells and voice dictated. People were no longer colors, but animated screens with wrinkles around eyes that lit up when smiling.

i stopped listening and stared
across the room
there's a perimeter of fuzz
surrounding this view that someone gave to me.
I wouldn't have known there was anything wrong, if someone hadn't told me there was a way.

She

back
backs away
from me.

"you are the kerosene, and i'm a burning match. We'll light up"

so...let us cast shadows on walls.

silence

"my answers have been haste.
and my memory, a bit hazy.
there has been too much done to excuse.
but I am sorry".

waking up. this mess. needs to be cleaned up.
(wash the walls, and paint your face.
washthewallsandpaintyourface.)

running away is not about the chase because NoOne is following you

how long are you going to just lie there
before you crawl?
and how many times will it take to realize
You has to catch you when you fall?

 lift your eyes