I sit in the middle of it all, but i only sit cross legged. I sit wide awake unlike the others. I look around, I listen , I smell, I feel. I wounder what I would be like with out my sane self. I wounder how things could be different. I want to be different. I must escape. I take the first step. I must get my chicken boned legs out of this knot. I take each leg and stretch them out, but not fast only slow will let me be free. step two. I must rise up. But I must do this slowly for I cannot let the other cross legged's here me. I rise up from the cold floor but not all the way because I do not want to come in contact with the ceiling. Step three. I look around, I make sure that they did not see me. Who knows what they will think of me, for I am no longer cross legged. Step four. Move. I must only use the cold toes on my feet to slowly glide away. But where am i going? The light! There is a light in a distance. the same light that has caught my eye when i was a cross legged. I must go to the light, there i will know what to do. Arriving at the light, i then know step five. climb. In front of me is a ladder that ascends up into the light. I put my foot and hand on the bars in front of me and begin to climb. I feel the warmth of the light touch my cold blooded hands. I move on. The climb is long, I stop to catch my breath but only for a moment, for I am too excited at what lies ahead. I finally reach the top and climb out of the dark hole that was once my life. I rise up all the way this time. I let the light from above hit my body and feel warmth. I am immediately greeted by another one who is standing up all the way. As i observe him i know he will be kind for he is not sitting cross legged.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
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