Just Another

Just another beating heart

Another footstep

Another bead of sweat

Just another dream

Another swoon and sigh

Speculations and expectations

Another passing hour

Another philosophy, book

To live by or learn from

Or to escape into

Another person to let go

To fill an imaginary void

For temporal attention and validation

Another me

Another day

Just another

Yet fully alive

Breathing

Even this breath may be another

But even it has its purpose, benefits

Fully conscious of every action, void, thought, and emotion

Swelling yet diffusing

Like the seasons that come and go

Like the people that stay

And the people that go

Another is all I am

And is all I will ever be

Grateful then for my mind, consciousness

My ability to exist and experience in the first place

Even if in the fullest extents of anothers

By: Amara Van Orden