A Tumbling of Things

When you finally see the horizon,
sometimes, its not what they made it seem.
There is no magical moment
where the feeling crests over you like a tide
and suddenly, you know where you're going.
God only know we need such clarity.
Sometimes, and hear me out,
just sometimes, I don't necessarily fall down
but I fall away. I tumble so far into
the depths of my mind
that even I can't see where the horizon should even go.
The pictures, they're momentary, like flashes.
Everything pours on top and cascades over
and it is so and too much all at once
that the average mind couldn't take it.
So much feeling. So much awe and
horrifying wonder. So...breathless.
You lose the words. It's the kind of awe one has
when driving by a fatal car accident.
You have to look. You just have to.
But then you become the fatal car accident
and when everyone is looking on in awestruck dumbness
you realize they don't feel anything at all.
Just pity. What a pity it is
to be so alone so deep in
your head.