Have you ever had to
Just stand there and watch
The dark clouds approach closer
And closer
Towards you
Or breathing in
The atmosphere
That gets thicker and thicker
With fog and mist
Standing, looking over
Paths and roads
Some of which leads to dead ends
And some which goes on forever
Some days it gets too heavy
So it pours
Like the rain
Or the waterfalls
Sometimes you feel alone
Or crave isolation
Especially after giving
What feels like
A huge part
Of Yourself
To someone else
To someone else
But you can't stay there
You gotta move
And just keep moving
Find that beauty
Find that meaning
Stop and just look at things
Get in touch with them
Picture them
Write them
Keep searching for them.
Why do I bother going places?
Looking at artifacts,
Old things behind glasses,
Things I cannot even get hold of,
Take pictures of everything
Type the things some people say
Write down my thoughts
Watching videos
Posting pictures on social media
Have so many dreams about traveling
Because I want to show myself that
There are still beauty in this world.
And even if I don't find it in humans
I can find it in things, in places
And I'll know just what to do to lift myself up again.
But
Isn't it rather funny
How in the end
No matter what
We actually do find
This one type of comfort
This one type of comfort
In people?
Du vet jeg elsker deg.
Goodbye
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