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.