it happens

It happens to me
Twice in a week – the man in front of me said -
It always comes in the form of nothingness… without a form I mean
And suddenly it turns into a nightmare
As, for example, an unsolved riddle, a fairytale endless hole, or something like that,
Illogic, you could say that, but real, man…
Oh it is as real as you are right now here, beside me,
You can touch it. No it’s not a joke, man… I don’t joke anymore
If you could see it
But you’re not cursed, it can’t happens to you… you have a beautiful family,
A little girl, a gossip wife, a noisy dog… you’re never alone…
You’re never alone
So
I pity you, man, I mean it,
I feel sorry for you!