Vacuum

September 2006

At times I just want to crawl under a rock and hide;
Or sleep endlessly.
The world continues to live, it doesn’t stop with me.
Time moves on, change remains.
Even if I stay still, or wander aimlessly;
This doesn’t matter.
The world doesn’t stop with me.
When I wake up;
The sun still rises; the moon still exists.
The sky still hovers; the stars still burn.
Hours still pass; minutes still count.
In a blink of an eye, the past is forgotten;
In a wink, the future sneaks.
The present doesn’t linger even for a second.
Existence continues; lives lived.
Time moves on.
Change remains.
The world doesn’t stop with me.