Right there where you are

Right there

Winds howling,

people rushing,

running past me,

in a whirlwind of longing passion.

Reaching out for the doorknob

Pressing my bony hand against the wooden flesh

Only to turn

And open into a new life.

How dreams are dreamt

Never seeing

That we are living the dreams of those

With less than what we have.

Praise our arrogance, our ungratefulness

Our pityful screams

for the dangerous abyss.

“For the drugs and the sex and the complications”

For the words Placebo sang.

Don´t we see! Don´t we see!

Don´t you see

Running won´t get you far,

when where you want to be

Is right there where you are!

Sara Kehrer ©