Feel

I wanna drown myself in sorrow, dive into a swimming pool of Chivas. When the bloody alcohol seeps into my nose, I will open my eyes and more alcohol gets into my brain. Then I will be fully intoxicated. When my feet finally touches the tiles at the bottom, the tiles cut my feet and blood spills. The brilliant mix of blood and alcohol slowly swirls up from below. Though the alcohol blinds my eyes, i position my mouth to where the blood goes such that i swallow alcohol and blood, such that the blood I lost quickly becomes the blood I drink. Thus a circulatory system.



I get lost in this campus labyrinth. The endless walks become sweat that damps and further weighs down my already loose jeans. The campus community reminds me of the neighbourhood I always dream about. Like the only headlights on a lightless road, the surroundings are dark and hideous, I can only follow what I see, what I trust and my intution.



Then I get lonely again. The door is open but there are no visitors.



Time to head for the exit sign.