Numb

It all creeps up on me, I can't breath nor gasp for air without gasping for my life, in sheer panic and hatred,, why my body dissatisfies with life and dealing alone, with others. That very moment...

breathe short heavy masks, impossibly

choked on 

repressed thoughts and memories, 

have me deep drowning, far vast

fast coiling my mind 

the need for air

fresh in the back of my rash throat

as I slowly collapse in on, 

myself, always around

ask me when I'll be free

why not just leave me alone

a little while

to deal, to breath

and I'll come looking out,

refreshed, from this..

numbing lack of space

creeping up on me,

the guilt I cause from your leave

if guilt at all,

my fault, my release

the wisdom, and knowing

your oblivious nature

well-hidden love

my only, one 

and only, the escape from this

reality. 

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[Wondering Mind]

it's like a vacuum, isn't it? an implosion of emotion into a "less-than-nothing" numbness.