It is as if I am stuck, spiraling downward,
in a whirl-wind of emotions that will
leave me dizzy, feeling nothing at all
It is as if you placed masking tape
over my mouth and even though
I don't want to scream, the words
I will never say are boiling inside me
waiting to burst out, at any moments notice
It is as if I looked into Medusa's eyes
and I am frozen in fear of the thoughts
I know I am about to think that will leave
me with nothing but tears
and when you ask me
"What could possibly be wrong?"
It is as if you are crushing me inside
a compactor, leaving me to
shrivel, shrink, wither way until
I, too, am absolute nothingness