Hey everyone,
Here are some random images I took while being on the tube in HK/China and something I wrote.
The Tube.
11:03pm
Midnight vision, heart drumming, Legs running.
I have nowhere to go but I am leaving again…far away from these
wretched emotions that fill me up.
11:04pm
I am standing inside the tube now it is getting terribly busy the
further I go into the lime light city. I look at everyone on the train
wondering where they come from, who they miss, and what they are sorry for. I
just want to know their story; I want to know what hurt them, who hurt them and
how bad the damage is. I want to know who just had a fight, who just had the
happiest day of their life, who is grieving and who is thriving. I want to know
what is in the darkest corners of their minds, what is the deepest secret their
hiding from the world, the memories that have been buried aside and never to be
dug out, the heart ache that left them scarred. I want to know their story.
I want to know who they are texting… are they fighting? Are they
planning a meet up for the very first time? Are they getting to know each
other? Are they just asking to go buy some milk from the local shop? Are they
declaring their love for the very first time… or the last?
11:15pm
I know, I know… I'm escaping from my own reality. Reality, an
illusion. Escaping from one’s mind is impossible, yet here I am on a train to
know where. Needing to know other humans tragedies to bury my own.
My face, a book of lost hope, my voice, an earthquake. I find a
seat and sit down.
11:21pm
The door opens and more passengers get on now. Here I am in the depths of despair. Bitter thoughts accumulating in my mind. I force a smile. A euphemism.
11:28pm
My body in the present. My mind in the future. My mind a shredded novel, chewing gum stuck to a shoe, an agitated bee hive, a child’s drawing,tangled roots beneath soil, a never ending cage.
11:45pm
It is terribly busy now. Bodies colliding, faces merging into the humid windows.
11:47pm
So I sit here on this train, to unravel my mind only to find you hidden beneath it all. My mind is polluted and I cannot breath. I cannot escape.
8:03am
So I dispelled my words on to paper.
If you want to read it without the image distraction, it is part of my 'Artificial memoirs page.'
See you soon everyone!
Frozen Vanity xox