UnansweredA Poem by AndreaHow I "feel" and how I don't think there will be an answer. If you wanna know more you're going to have to ask.
Certainty had settled into my heart's core.
The new feeling thickened around the surface. My soul drifted away as I felt nothing around me. I gazed through dimensions of white and black. The gray had shaded every corner of this world. I knew nothing anymore. The explanation of the depth was hard to lift off my chest. I was positive that if this kept going, I would be dead. No one knew, beside me, what it felt to roam this Earth but to not feel alive. To never feel emotion, to not even cry. It hurt to lose every ounce of my mind. It gradually stung like a bee nesting in it's hive. The pain of being lost was just a home. Every where I went, it nestled in deeper. There it was, the bee again, Him with his stinger. The poison leaked it's way inside every nerve. It struck the center and carved a hole. It wasn't anxiety, it wasn't the depression. There was no way to describe it. It was a trigger in the brain. It was me feeling every dimension. I wasn't alone nor was I hurt. All I knew was that my soul had burst. The love I felt had lessened. There was nothingness again. Even though things were going smooth, I had been second guessing. I felt pain even though nothing caused it. Suicide managed to sneak to my mind, and I swear I could have lost it. There was nothing to this existence. I was questioning myself. And in the end... I couldn't guess again. "For these things would be unanswered..."
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3 Reviews Added on February 22, 2014 Last Updated on February 22, 2014 AuthorAndreaLincoln, NEAboutHi there! My name is Andrea Hill. I'm a little bit complex but very easy to understand once you get to know me. I am of mix race (not like that should make a difference because I'm just human!) I am f.. more..Writing
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