Have you ever felt that immense

sense of lonelienss...

It's like a dark cloud that comes

and enshrouds you while you're unaware

Like that time I sat in Mrs. Domske's room

Enjoying the pleasure of her company

When all of a sudden

My eyes began to flood for no apparent reason

Blotches blocked the sky

The Big Picture was no longer visible

I began stumbling through a dark world of echoing voices

Echoing hollow voices

Everyone can see me

But they can not see what I see

They're simply hollow voices that rummage through my darkness

I fall to the floor

They offer me Candy to snap me free of my sudden impairment

I grasp for it as a child grasps for a mother's hand when crossing a busy street

Trying desperately to swallow too much at once

And so blind to what is really around them

I suck on it trying so hard to regain at least my hearing

Just to make some sense of it all

Vision slowly returns

Although my stability has not

I am still

Lost

I am seen

Without seeing

Heard

Without hearing

I still live within this darkness of

Hollow

Echoing

Voices

Never knowing

Never being able to see the Big Picture

And still I suck on this piece of candy

My last hope of survival

Slowly

Awaiting for when my eyes can scream

Upon the beauty of the sun again