Archive for December, 2013

Don’t Let Me Go

Posted: December 16, 2013 in Personal

If I trip in the rush of Life fast forwarding, will you stop to help me up?

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Today

Posted: December 11, 2013 in Personal

Today, I saw a girl. She looked really sad. She got on the bus with her boyfriend, and got off two stops later. She said goodbye to him when she got off. He didn’t even acknowledge her.

Today, I saw a little boy with curly hair. He smiled shyly at me before burying his face in his mother’s sweater.

Today, I spoke to a lady behind a counter. She had a lot of eyeliner on, and it made her blue eyes stand out. She’s already forgotten me.

Today, I sit at a table alone, finishing my dessert. There are people around me, so many people. I’m thinking about last weekend.

Today, I feel a lot of pain in my heart. But I also feel numb. Today is surreal, you see. Like I’m not even here.

Today, I feel like dying, but I know I won’t. I know I could never do that to the people who care about me. But how I wish I didn’t care.

Today, my body will barely obey me. It takes far too long to do things. I could barely clean the kitchen counter this morning. And I am a clean freak.

Today, I think of all the things I would like to do, but can’t. All the things I would like to clean. But I can’t. All the things I would like to say. But. I. Can’t.

Today, I would like to write you something. An explanation. An apology. But it’s difficult. And if I did, would you read it? Would you understand it?

Today, I’m remembering that moment I was frozen from the music, but how my body kept moving. Not even in time with the music. My fingers were snapping. Not even in time with the music. Bodies were suffocating. Lights were blinding. I lifted my arms when everyone else did, but I didn’t know why.

Today, I wonder if you can understand just how deeply consumed I was. It wasn’t my choice to be, and I tried to fight it. I did. I tried. But my body kept moving in that awkward jig and while my mind went on overdrive, my mouth refused to open and use the words I’d always been gifted with.

Happy feelings. That’s what I’d wanted.

I couldn’t breathe.

You told me I was annoying you. I felt the pain stab at my heart. But I could do nothing. Only stand there frozen, nodding my head and saying, “Okay.”

“Okay.”

Okay.

Okay to everything. Yes.

Yes. Yes, I understand. No, I don’t know what I want. Okay.  I’m sorry.

“Okay.”

Today, I remember the look on your face, the anger in your eyes. My heart went cold, so cold.

Today, I think about how selfish we all really are. And I am. I am selfish. I am. So are you. But we give, sometimes. Only because some things are unachievable by ourselves, and we need people to help us. And people will only help someone who’s willing to help them.

Today, I wonder if I’m making any sense.

I just want to sleep everything away.