*You feel a sudden shift in time,
but you do not want to admit anything*.
So we lie in bed,
because that seems like the only solution.
I fall asleep in your arms,
you write me this ecliptic rhyme.
Only one I can solve,
as the new moon and stars set.
**I slowly can feel chills,
an emptiness consumes my every thought.
I cannot bare to hold it all in,
my knees and hands hit the concrete.
Blood runs from my ears,
I yell but nothing comes out.**
*All my missing feelings and emotions
come back and* devour my breath.
I frantically take my fist
and carve 'help' in the dirt.
Falling back I hit my head on the tree,
you wake me up hours later.
You swear I am alive,
but everything is drained.
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC
*You feel a sudden shift in time,
but you do not want to admit anything*.
So we lie in bed,
because that seems like the only solution.
I fall asleep in your arms,
you write me this ecliptic rhyme.
Only one I can solve,
as the new moon and stars set.
**I slowly can feel chills,
an emptiness consumes my every thought.
I cannot bare to hold it all in,
my knees and hands hit the concrete.
Blood runs from my ears,
I yell but nothing comes out.**
*All my missing feelings and emotions
come back and* devour my breath.
I frantically take my fist
and carve 'help' in the dirt.
Falling back I hit my head on the tree,
you wake me up hours later.
You swear I am alive,
but everything is drained.
Kenophobia is the fear of voids or empty spaces.
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You can feel empty, but still that somehow could
eat you alive, more than being occupied
with the real world.
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