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here comes that feeling I thought I'd forgot - the heavy weight sinking into the hollow body of constant dreaming, that distracts me from the fear of confronting the issues deep inside.   neither can I move it or it be removed. fixed is it to my lonely self that pulses large or small. it lets me go fly then let's me fall. it's consuming. can I feel something else please? I'm pleading. the pain of living is not forgiving and I'm fighting the urge to give up on breathing as this weight is sinking. should I keep on believing? I ask these questions as I am not one that knows. I know not much in the years I have lived other than love keeps the world spinning. but I've seem to have forgotten that feeling too. oh I beg of you to break me as destroying is one way of my body tingling and that's better than staying numb.
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 5:58 PM UTC
a small call into the abyss
here comes that feeling I thought I'd forgot - the heavy weight sinking into the hollow body of constant dreaming, that distracts me from the fear of confronting the issues deep inside.   neither can I move it or it be removed. fixed is it to my lonely self that pulses large or small. it lets me go fly then let's me fall. it's consuming. can I feel something else please? I'm pleading. the pain of living is not forgiving and I'm fighting the urge to give up on breathing as this weight is sinking. should I keep on believing? I ask these questions as I am not one that knows. I know not much in the years I have lived other than love keeps the world spinning. but I've seem to have forgotten that feeling too. oh I beg of you to break me as destroying is one way of my body tingling and that's better than staying numb.
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 5:58 PM UTC
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