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Blood pounds in my ears
as the floor rolls through the air
Oxygenated cells
crowding in whatever space they can find
Whatever respite from
the frantic pressure, the
Coursing flow of poison
The world is booming in
dismayal.
Everything outside my
drafty shell of a room aching
To be seen. Heard. But--
This isn’t a
hallucination, you’re there
Beating the door,
demanding attention.
Unlocked, unblocked,
come on in
Get what you need and
leave me be.
Not enough for you, not
good enough.
“Oh god, look at her
eyes, they’re so empty...
Should we take her to
the hospital?”
No, no, leave me alone… I just want to be
alone…
“Honey, are you
alright? We need to move you,
We have to take you
upstairs.”
I don’t want to move,
I can’t my eyes can’t grasp the
World, it’s too dizzy
out there, the earth won’t stay still…
My objections are
silenced by my tongue’s spiteful
Refusal to react
And I’m moved
Stolen from my niche of
the world that may
Care enough to stop
blending the edges of truth and fantasy,
Blurring the lines
between depression and grandiosity
I’ll find another
respite, somehow
And my retinas will
regain the gentle glow of life.