everything

is a haze

my vision
is blurred

while
everything
moves

excruciatingly
slow.

a week feels like a month

and I dont want to talk to anyone
or even be around people at all.

it hurts to think of you
because waiting
is impossible.

and I feel faint
when I skim across
the thought
that I
can't kiss you
goodnight

I don't want to think
at all;                  
I don't want to exist.

I shut down
while you're away.

I hide
and wait
to become
human again.



CT