Building Cathedrals

Long winters spent on Sunday mornings praying at the alter, praying for the fear of heart to subside, I dig deep into the literature written on my hands, and all it says, “fear not the others.” I was branded young during the age of inconsistency, left alone with a desert blanket to keep me from the cold, I decided then that I was going to be an outsider, to walk a million miles of hard road, but we’re all tested, in our own ways, are we worth the skin we inhabit? Some questions will be left unanswered, those that prove themselves will be given armor to lead legions against the oncoming wave of rising tides.

This feeling stays with you, the feeling of emptiness. You will never get rid of it until you go out and search for the means of filling the hole. And all I choose to ask is, does fear still drive you? The wrong answer can put you a million miles away.

I've been busy so I haven't been able to respond to this one yet. I think people believe that no one relates to them for one of three reasons. The first is because they want to believe that they are the only ones that are feeling a certain emotion and want to be significant in some way. This in turn leads to the second reason, to want to be noticed. I've noticed over my years that usually people get attention through claiming to have it the worst. If someone else is in the same boat as them, they lose their significance, so they pretend and believe that they are the only one's who have life tough. The other reason is that they may have some sort of chemical condition that actually makes them feel or makes them believe that they are the only ones feeling a certain type of pain or depression. Ultimately though, I think when people are depressed they feel like they are on a different planet. They don't seem to feel as if they have anyone to relate to, so they stay isolated. If they looked to talk to someone or to look around them they would easily see that they aren't the only one's who feel that way.