At the end of things

We are all alone

It’s impossible to truly share

Experience with each other

No one will ever understand

How we view the world

So we can only see/hear/taste for ourselves

A synaesthesia of song/colour/flavour

Remembering our perception is unique

There has never been anyone like us

Nor ever will be again

Let us learn to savour our world

Rejoice in our experience

Let us live life, to the fullest measure

One thought on “Synaesthesia

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s