My voice echoes through a narrow corridor.
Vacant.
My veins slowly begin freezing up into ice.
I feel deeply saddened.
An ache that calls out and receives no reply,
no therapy.
My body shuts down.
As if being controlled by a remote
far out of my reach.
Speak out-
To me.
I ache for someone to tell me it's okay to stop being
strong.
It's okay to be helpless.
For once.
Then
will I feel,
My entire body
Coming alive.
In acceptance.
In fulfillment.
In peace.