Parallel Worlds
by Forfeit· from The Lower Depths
Here it comes again. The flushed out feeling, the heat in my chest. Won't crawl back into myself, my thick skin too weathered to trouble me now. I'm sorry for one half of this thing we've created. Two parallel paths that never intersect. A foolish pipedream strung up by its neck. Trapped in a parallel world. Isolation unendurable. Still stretching out a desperate hand. A desire for that which cannot exist. This stifling solitude is all that I'm sure of. I'm confined within. Trapped in a parallel world. Isolation unendurable. Beyond arms reach. The hands of time have blurred. There's only anguish and disgust between these parallel worlds. Isolate.