I feel too much but

nothing at all.



There is a burning in the pit

of my stomach that ignites

a fire in my throat.

There is a heaviness in my heart and a

sorrow flooding my soul.



I am as blue as the ocean

during a hurricane.

The rain beats down upon me and

melts into the waves that thrash behind my ribs.

I can't hear my heart beating

over the monsoon

but

I can hear my ribs cracking from the

weight of it all.



I can't feel my heart beating anymore

and

I just want to go home.

But home was never a place for me,

and I don't know what home feels like anymore.

There is a darkness that weighs

heavy down upon me,

and I swear I will not stand again.

I will forever be on my knees in the

face of this monstrous chasm.

It is inside of me. You can't run

far from your own desolation.



I feel too much, and nothing

at all.