How quickly the heart can change. Familiar faces quickly become strangers. It’s like resurfacing from drowning only to come face to face with a metal wall. Months of swimming and you thought you finally found land. But no matter how much you swim, your destination seems just as far.
If I try hard enough, can I fade into the darkness. What is purpose? I wish I could just drift through my days. Weightless, glassy-eyed, frozen.
I know what’s happening. I know how I should be handling it. But that’s all there is, just the knowledge.
A barren desert where it was once a flourishing oasis. Fruitless, rootless, hopeless. How did I get here? So dry. But no matter how much I drink, I can’t quench the scorching heat in my lungs.
Losing myself. But all I’m doing is closing my eyes to my situation and attempting to escape through the window of my mind. If I turn away, will it all just go away?
We all know the answer to that now, don’t we? Just don’t say it out loud. Everything is too fragile as it is. Let’s just hush, and relish in the lingering silence.