I wondered what the world would bring me today.
Be it big or be it small.
All souls carried a weight; the passion of others.
Be it hatred or be it love.
No matter what or which; I will wait for their souls.
And carry them on whatever or whichever way they would like.
Some choose to wait; others can't bear it.
So I sat and I wondered for it is all I can do.
I wondered whose soul I would see today.
A deep sleep consumed me, wrapped around all sides like a flowing stream of infinite silk.
Heads turned down; rushing in a hurry down the stairs.
But out of all of them I see you.
Standing upright like the rest, yet so different to all the others.
You fascinate me, I try to watch closely but feel as if I am afar.
And now I sit, unmoving.
The epicentre of my own downward spiral.
Unwilling, unchanging; staring desolate into the void.
Bored into unproductivity.
Feelings of loathing arise.
The great pleasure of completion fades.
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