Cast Out Stone

You was lying on the ground. I stepped on you without thinking… Didn’t see you but I felt the swelling beneath my feet. You had no value nor importance I thought. You blocked the way, my mind accentuated. Few steps forward then I thought of you again. Unintentionally my hands stretched out for you. It was so dark my near sight blurred. With an unexplainable number of heavy breaths. I grabbed hold of you with my sweaty palms. Without knowing what you are… Satisfaction was quenched. For I felt a need for something inside my hands. Tossed you in and out, up and down. Moving with a proliferating velocity… I tripped, I fell… While you was floating free in the air. I dropped you, it was mistake. Didn’t know if you was here or there. To find you, I had to do whatever it takes. Few minutes placed sentimental value on you. I wasn’t going to dust myself and leave you there. Frustrations ran circles through my mind… They got the better of me within seconds. I searched for you for some time… In darkness, it was a losing battle. Defeat thoughts ran through my whole body. I became lonely within that moment. I had lost my newly found enjoyment. It became clear, I had to accept defeat. A journey without you, I had to travel. For you had returned to your shady gravel. My eyes slowly became teary. Surely I was becoming weary. Disappointed I wasn’t going to hold you again. I felt sorry for myself. I looked down the dark lonely road ahead. With imagination figures looking in from a distance. It felt like I was losing my balance. Wave of sudden reality hit me… I was like you, I felt like you. I could pick another, but it wasn’t going to be you. I greatly pined for you. Darkness brightened, I became empty inside. I was a cast out stone all alone aside.