Machine – Scott Helman
Two things.
One – Although, it hurts these fingertips when I write my intimate, unprocessed emotions for the world, for you, to see, judge them open as I leave them behind, involuntarily naked. I am not afraid. I am not ashamed.
Two – Although, I don’t get to talk to you, text you, meet you often, join cafe’ conversation with you but I assure you, I do observe ravingly, intently; and feel quite deeply if I see something purely good or evil happen around me.
Point of the matter, you are visible to me if you choose to.
Meaning, you will always be in my nonpareil thoughts if you care to show thyself up.
One thing.
I am a peaceful turbulence.
And just like Reed narrates it in Shawshank Redemption - "Some birds just can't be caged, their feathers are too bright."
I hope you get to feel the same.
I hope you get to taste the taste of true freedom.
I hope you get to know yourself more than anyone ever will.
Come out. Roar. Soar someday soon.