It all starts small, and then it ascends,
Up ,
Up,
Up ,
Eventually it comes to a stand still, and I levitate there,
It is only for a single moment in time however.
My words mix up in my mind, and I lose all my ability to express and communicate what I mean, despite my best intentions,
The pictures I paint of this life and consciousness is better left on a canvas than the tongue. My words are mangled and enter your mind in a way it never lived within me,
I find myself on this ledge, acquainting with this new formation of a neuro bomb fallout. This is the moment where reality shows its face and everything starts to fall apart.
I descend further as they watch.
Here I am again...
Falling ,
Falling ,
Crumbling,
Falling ,
The ground is never the same, it changes in depth. This concave cushion looks more like swords, and I can never predict how close to meeting my mind they are...
Laying ,
Laying ,
Injured, but numb and pain feel the same.
There is blood all around me , but it is there that it will remain,
I won't let that blood leak through my mind onto the floor, it will stay within me, my veins, my arteries, my capillaries...my heart.
I am here, and that's all I can be for now.
About the Creator
Eve
Welcome to my page!
Most of my writing here consists of destruction, recovery and the in-between. I hope that these words will open the understanding of the psyche within.
CW; Abuse, Eating disorders, SA, Mental illness, Suggestive content.
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