The Growing Distance

Isn't it amazing how
We still manage to feel lonely
Even in crowded places?
We do our best not to make any
Sort of connection with
The people passing us by --
Eyes down, arms in, legs moving quickly
We have such a, "I love you, don't touch me," mentality
Sometimes, I purposely let my hand
Brush past someone else's
Or I take a seat next to someone
Even if I could have chosen a seat
With no one around it
Just to remind people that interaction
With strangers shouldn't be such a foreign concept
It won't hurt you to make eye contact with me
I promise
It won't kill you to pay attention
To the world around you

It is really no wonder how
People can so easily feel isolated
From everything around them
Sometimes, I feel like I am here
And everyone else is there
And there is nothing in between to connect the gap
I feel like an alien visiting a foreign planet
And no one understands what I am trying to communicate
What I am trying to accomplish
I would reach out and try to bridge the space
That has formed between me and you
But it's hard when no one is bothering to grab my hand

Poetry by Samantha Fritsky
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Written on 2009-05-06 at 18:13

Tags Distance  Isolation 

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