All I see are the insides of my eyelids.
All I hear are muffled sounds of people
Panicked by the sight of my unruly body.
Shifting in and out of what I think to be real,
Flickering on and off,
Someone is playing with the lights.
Someone touches me
I want to touch back
Hello?
And again.
Who is touching me?
They stop.
Desperate for touch,
I grasp for something that’s not there.
I collect nothing but air in my hands.
Touch touch touch
Touch something!
Touch anything!
Dec 24, 2019
Dec 24, 2019 at 3:50 AM UTC
All I see are the insides of my eyelids.
All I hear are muffled sounds of people
Panicked by the sight of my unruly body.
Shifting in and out of what I think to be real,
Flickering on and off,
Someone is playing with the lights.
Someone touches me
I want to touch back
Hello?
And again.
Who is touching me?
They stop.
Desperate for touch,
I grasp for something that’s not there.
I collect nothing but air in my hands.
Touch touch touch
Touch something!
Touch anything!