I Walked into a Graveyard

 I do not know who these people are,

Strangers, who are treating me with kindness.

I do not owe them any favor or generosity,

Yet this show of love puts me in awe.

Ah, I remember.

These are the same people I grew up with,

I can't recognize them anymore.

They seem so different.

I feel suffocated.

They're laughing at something,

I don't know what is it,

I hope it's not me, I'm trying my best to fit in,

Yet I feel as if something is pushing me away into a void of anxiety.

Tides of loneliness now sinking me into the depths of depression.

How is it possible, that everything is happening all at once.

I've never drowned this deep,

The salty water forcing itself down into my lungs

My heart is about to explode into words which will be unintelligible,

Will I be able to tell them how pressed my heart is?

Or shall I follow my logic and understand that even my tears won't make a difference.

Finally,

We've dispersed from this gathering.

I must visit the graveyards of the people I had once known.

Sadly they don't lie there anymore.

I dig their graves and I find memories,

Fading away and turning into dust.

The tighter I hold on to them the faster they slip away.

Oh no, those people are back.

They have a wide smile and red eyes,

This time, I wish I could drown into the ocean,

Or bury myself into a grave.

Maybe I'll turn into a memory too,

It's better that way,

I'll fly with the memories of the people I once knew.

Because I don't belong here anymore,

I'll sail across the oceans and I'll surf the tides,

And be content with the direction of the winds.

I hope they don't find my grave,

And if they do, I hope I turn into dust.

I want to be free from this suffocation,

I wish to be free from these strangers.