Downfall

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I am strong but fragile.

I feel the weight crumbling my exterior mask. 

I feel the need to isolate so no one can see me. 

I feel my emotions on my face. 

I hold Back the tears and I feel the pain in my stomach. 

My thirst is unquenching, and the darkness unrelenting. 

I am pushing it away trying to overcome it. 

It roots deep inside me as I try to expel all the negativity.

I feel my self growing weaker.

A paleness spreads across my face. 

I get up and move as fast as my broken self will take me.

I see the light fading from my eyes as I lose the struggle. 

There are spots dancing in my eyes as I feel the floor creeping closer. 

I move to stimulate myself and catch myself from falling. 

The numbness starts in my hands and travels down my legs.

I search for something cold to snap me out of this. 

I clench the ice tightly as I feel it help me calm. 

I am now Back at center. 

Wondering where do I belong.

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