I can't seem to close my eyes. Not without feeling tears. I only feel tears, and I don't know why. Why at this moment, or these moments, when I'm left contemplating my existence? I'm trying to shake it. These eyes looking down on me -- from within. Have you ever felt yourself being watched? But the eyes are your own?
I can't seem to close my eyes. Not without feeling fear. I hold onto that fear, and I don't know why. Why is it so familiar, this scarce plight I search for, but stop before reaching the door? I'm trying to push past this. I want to see the other side -- another side from stagnant emotion.
I look up, close my eyes, then take a deep breath and hold it. I don't want to exhale, but I do. I avoid my reflection as I stare into the rain formed pool gathering before me. I don't see myself anymore. I melt into concrete -- into nothing. Nothing but a puddle of lost hope.
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