
Channelling The Screaming Man….. In His Words..
This piece is inspired by something from Oreoluwa Fakorede and it’s another attempt at putting it all out there… out here actually. Quoting Jon Bellion, “I’m just a man, who lusts, gives, tries… sometimes I lose my way…”
The catch is, I think I do a lot of the lusting. I give, maybe not what I should but I get it right sometimes. It’s the trying. And the continuous, repetitive loss of direction. Maybe not a loss, I feel like I never had it….
I’m a lonely, closet extrovert. Even if this doesn’t get read or supported, the lonely man is tired, jaded, spent…. suffering. I’m getting older, no richer, a little wiser or just smarter but ultimately lost. A phase of depression helped me find my way into this mire of nothing. Have you ever felt blank? Just plain? But wanting to find your colour… wanting to find life and purpose… scratching to get out of this big onion, this cabbage of endless flesh.
I’m a lonely extrovert, stuck in an onion. I could do with a sharp enough knife, just don’t chop me to pieces.
