I can't feel anymore. There is only numbness. I feel like each day I am just sitting around, waiting for the end. And where is the end, anyway? I could be withering away for decades to come, with no vitality or real purpose. I just feel empty.
I know that there's things out there for me to find, to discover, and to live for, but for the moment I seem to be frozen in space. I cannot reach for anything more than what I have at this second, and right now I have just a bit more than nothing. I believe the very thing that was keeping me going has been removed so carefully, right out from underneath me, and I am only just noticing that something is different. I am completely and fully me. I haven't been myself so purely before in my life. I am meeting this person for the first time.
My open wounds are healing over. This scar will last for awhile.
And one day I will open my eyes and not think of this. The person I am now will be a fragment of the past; a thousand miles away. And this, is reality now.
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