“It’s not going to be easy”
Whispers wreck my mind,
Almost soulless,
Soulless.
Smiles shifting into sobs,
Laugher deforming to shrieks,
Limbs trembling like a volcano
About to erupt.
Gasping for bitter air
My soul leaves my body,
And now I’m watching myself
Crack
Through the looking glass.
Now I watch
How my body became paralysed,
How sounds became muffled,
How my dead eyes
Stared into
Your eyes of worry.
Im sorry.
It was at that moment I listened,
It’s not going to be easy.