I WAS UNTOUCHABLE

I was Untouchable
My emotions roped in place
Never feeling more than I wished to

I was Untouchable
But this disease,
This curse,
Crept into my body
Silently seeping into my skin
Wiggling into my veins
Overtaking my organs

I was Untouchable
Until she told me that she loved me

I was Untouchable
Until I realized that I loved her

BLACK ROSE by squirrels

Why is it that cities are lonely places? When you live near 3.5 million other people and yet you might as well be stranded on some remote island for all that anyone else cares. We are trained to not make eye contact and to mind our own business. We tend to keep to our own familiar neighborhoods and talk to the same people day in and day out because it's safer.

So why did I find myself wandering around a neighborhood I hardly knew on a bright sunny, cloudless day, when I should be at the lake front, sprawled out on a towel? I dunno. Call it wanderlust. Call it fate. But here I was, glass and chrome towering above me, bars and restaurants stretched out in front of me in an endless buffet.

I had passed by several of these establishments during my hike that day. Walked by plenty of yuppies in their business suits having their liquid lunches, being ignored as I passed, but feeling their eyes on my back.

"They are looking at your hair." I told myself. <!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--> <!--[endif]-->
"Riiight..."

THOUGHT by Miss Elfen Refugee

Again darkness surrounds me draining my soul, my heart, my happiness. Tears begin to flow again. Changing. Flipping my world upside. My distant memories of this disease come back to haunt me. Striving for pain, to bleed out once again the darkness of my heart.