Numb.

Were I to take this body

And fling it from this shore

Upon those unforgiving rocks

Clenched up to the ocean floor

Would life feel different, then?

Were I to climb these hills

And inhale the fresh, new air

Marvel over the simplicity

As nature's storms unravel before me

Would life feel different, then?

Were I to sail this ancient ocean

Discover islands to the south

Learn to understand another land

Embrace a stranger as a friend

Would life feel different, then?

I cannot know.

For now, life holds me here.

Captive.

Numb.