It's like this
Imagine
Your favorite band is on stage
Now
She says
Come up and slow dance with someone
This, of course, is when you are inexplicably alone
They all slow dance in front of you
Reminding you of what you do not have right now
And the moment
And the song
That could be a happy memory,
Is just there.
Others are alone
But you only see yourself
Distorted in a funhouse mirror.
Now
You are always lonely in a crowd
You are always lonely
Even when you are on stage
And they are cheering you.
Now
All of a sudden you cannot see
And a woman moves so you can
But there's no gratitude in your heart
Because you are empty
Of everything
And have been
As long as you can remember.
Now
All the emotions
You haven't felt for the past hour
Hit you
In a moment
And it hurts
The pain and happiness and sadness and anger and frustration and worry and anxiety and love and and and and
You close your eyes
Because it is too much.
Now
You walk alone
And should be afraid
But are not
The shell of a body
Could be beaten tonight
And you'd feel nothing.
Now
You are on a train
It's late and tomorrow will be long
You took pictures
And had a seat next to the stage
For every reason
You should be happy
But only want to close your eyes
And be alone.
The thing you have hated all night
Is the most comforting.
Now
It is heavy.
It's like this
No matter what joy or sadness
Comes your way
You are heavy
With numb and nothing
And can remember nothing else
A weightless thing
That has dragged you below
Now
Do you see?