I saw past the obvious.
Past all the traffic lights,
Screaming red,
throwing their desperate glances
across my way and into my face.
I saw past those tiny symptoms of overload,
of the ever-growing loneliness,
eternal existential alone-ness,
being lost between the lines of being kind,
nice, understanding, caring,
between the peacekeeping and appeasement.
I saw and felt all of it coming,
I knew it all, and yet I saw past it,
How I wished to be blind!
And now it all passed…