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Reconcile (The Beginning of the End)
Its cold. I can see my breath. I cant feel it, but I know its cold. I'm supposed to feel cold. its like when my best friend died, I knew I was sad and I needed to cry, but I didn't, I couldn't. I knew it made me look soulless and cold. I'm staring at my reflection and feeling nothing as sweat beads roll down my neck. Why am I sweating when I know it is cold? I cant fake my reactions, I cant pretend to be cold I cant pretend to cry. Everything around me is in constant motion yet I feel frozen in time and space. I cant move, its a miracle i can even breathe. I'm stuck here but i can leave at any time. my brain sends signals to my legs, but they don't want to operate. I cant recall how long its been, there is no time in this place. People walk y, but no one notices my struggle so at the same time i am glad yet worried about this fact.Time is ever so slow and it worries me too. I need to awaken, need to feel. I am stuck in this emotional zombie trance.
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