by Brandy Alexanderr

Created on: September 23, 2007

Rushing

Rushing rushing
To expedite the
Process of getting
Through this life
Without the constant
Memories of how
Or why I did.
No pleasures,
Too soft for me.
No painfulness,
It's too rock
Hard for me.
To too hard a
Heart, I cling.
I don't want to
Feel anything.
I want to cast my sail
And glide effortlessly
In and out of one
Place to another on a sea
Of nameless faces
And faceless names.
If I can't see him
How much harder to
Remember is he?
Nothing, nothing
Is what I long to feel.
Indeterminately I will
Be rushing, rushing
Through the cortex of
Forgetfulness,
My life.

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