There is so much SPACE,
Between me and them,
The people that seem to move around me,
Or through me,
Or over me,
Walking,
Running,
Shuffling,
The SPACE that fills my life,
I am in the Imagineof my life,
But there is no peace like John Lennon promised,
Just stark, sterilized, processed for our enjoyment,
SPACE,
I want to imagine, close, heart filled love that surrounds me,
Dumbfounds me,
Renders me happy,
Like the strong hold of my mother,
And the forever smother, close, no SPACE there,
Only her and me air,
She held me ALIVE and there was no SPACE,
That was what she left behind for you to discover,
Uncover,
Recover,
Over and over again,
I am once again bewildered,
Confused,
Alone in all this empty, unfilled, disappointing SPACE,
It’s not about physical presence,
It’s the emotional, complete, close, existence,
We are told to detach from one another,
Stand independent,
Love your own self,
You hold the key,
Yeah, right, the key is only ME,
Lies,
Deception,
Bullshit,
How can everyone really not get it,
If what I believe, completely holds me and yearns to be held back,
With no SPACE in between,
That’s the reality that renders me happy,
I can live my whole life being the best ME,
That happy-go-lucky,
Smiles on my face,
Hello, how are you, just fine, empty promised,
SPACE,
It feels false and unsure,
Not real and secure,
What I know to be true,
Is that real and authentic happiness is found in the no SPACE,
Embrace we all secretly pursue.