I’ve lost the present. I know where it’s gone and what took it. I yearn for it momentarily, but my mind wanders habitually from home into other peoples lives, this evening’s dinner plans, or the lack there of. Anything but complete disconnect. If not in communication, do we even exist?
An electrical fence Lines the inside of my body Within it I can feel The semblance of emotions As they throw themselves Furiously against the wires Electric tremors flare through my limbs Waves of whispered feelings Tear through my muscles Begging and screaming for me To let them live and breathe freely But my mind tells me not to It says I can't trust my feelings And if I am not my emotions Then I can still trust myself I'm told that feeling is dangerous That it hurts other people more Than not feeling hurts me And how can I argue with that? But the feelings keep screaming They keep scratching at the floor and Infuriating their essence with electricity Please just let me be Please just set me free I'm suffocating under the pressure Ripping apart from this tug of war My brain promises that I'm fine My feelings say that's a lie All I know is that I'm tired I just want a break I can't fight like this forever And it's not just me While I'm exhausted and in pain Those around me don't see They think this is just me But I can't connect to them With my emotions behind bars Theres no room for empathy No room for intimacy I am alone Yet I can't feel lonely What a well-oiled machine A human without feelings
Due to trauma, I have developed a coping mechanism to shut down my emotions. This is not longer helpful and it hurts me. I'm learning to break it down and let myself feel, but it takes time and until then this is how it feels.
you were the best thing that could have happened to me in the most horrible ways and, the end of us was fruitful in lessons, showing me that my vulnerability should manifest itself in moments of weakness and strength. Losing you was the biggest gain and I thank your apathy for it all. I wish you the best, it's true and I hope you find comfort with the troubles that shake you to your core.
blessings in disguise keep on coming my way and i'm starting to unravel their meaning.
We find multiple ways to disconnect Where business and technology intersect We kick one another for cash When we need equilibrium for our economy Our morals disintegrate to ash And we trade away our autonomy But we don't dare reflect Instead we disconnect We turn people into symbols and numbers So we can more comfortably slumber After causing heartbreaking pain Through bureaucratic chains Because face to face Our heart will race And we'll examine our submerged morals That lie in the depths with the coral But our reflection is too much to bear So we cowardly choose not to care The only way we can feel ecstatic Is to turn people into demographics
The Internet connects us But also satisfies **** And imitates human contact Which has a negative impact The feeling leaves us sated And we don't feel the need to change Our armor becomes plated And we shoot arrows from long range Because we don't like the idea of being one another We get used to the idea of not seeing one another We disconnect so we don't have to try We disconnect so we can slowly die
The ****** disconnection continues As we find more violent avenues We utilize fatal instruments To ****** without the sense Of physically feeling The life we're stealing We stabbed one another with swords Until the bullets soared But we still needed more So we disconnected further And became satellite searchers Studying people through actions Defining them by faction We don't have any interest in their personality or flaws All we're concerned with is if they're breaking the law The law we wrote to tip the scales The law that makes us too big to fail
A husband leaves his wife Disconnecting from her life She's left with a child To raise in the wild Until a drone drops a bomb On the struggling single mom She's not an investor So we'll just harvest her worthless life Who'll be her protector When she's near someone we don't like? We **** her from our computer That's the way we casually mute her
We carefully cultivated a disconnect To treat one another like insects This mentality will infect Until we interject Once we finally reflect Love will connect
My synthetic sleep catching up with me. In the darkest hour all my past and future selves collect into one. Falling apart. Piece by piece. This artificial world, what ever happened to you? This insomniac world that never goes to sleep. How did we get here? Disconnected people polluting the hallow veins of earth. We think we are free but we are caged in by our highly technologicaly advanced smart phones. Through out the existence of mankind we have sought to create tools which would further our abilitys to live easier lives but now we have surrendered to our own creation. Have we become subjected to empty shells or is there still hope? Somewhere out there is a future world surging with infinite peace.
Thought I was on the up But here I am in the deepest abyss my heart has yet to see Although fairly familiar Where light is needed to relieve from this torture This disconnect from the outside world & everything that is good & delightful Feels eons away • The turn birthed when you came back I thought you’d never leave, but thank God my heart fails to gambol at the thought of you - finally Maybe time does heal some wounds