Think In Texture, Breathe In Colour

thought.

they came along, while i slept.

creeping over floor and furniture, likes ants.

the wisps of darkness crawled inside, nestling into my mind. 

when i awoke, my head was heavy.

too heavy to lift from the pillow.

I could not move, wrapped in a vice of tangled blankets and numbness.

I tried calling for help, but my words were muffled by the silent actions my body threw out.

'please' i cried, 'see me. hear me'.

but my lips were seen shut with a thread, of absolute worry and guilt. 

you hurt me, but i crave you.

you are blind to me, but i see only you.

'I love you' you say.

but all i see are meaningless words and deft actions that speak volumes.