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Disconnect

Phase 1

By Jemilla Mills-SmithPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Disconnect
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I wonder how we got here

How we transitioned from real connections

To flimsy substitutions that fail

To provide mental and emotional corrections

How we went from talking to one another

Through living life successfully

To use social media as communication

And one-way media to replace therapy

I wonder how we got here

As my heart rises into my throat, then sinks to the floor

As you tell me with disconnected emotion

That you don't want to see me anymore

How my heart dissolves to leave me an empty shell

A hollow ache in my chest where love used to be

Leaving me numb from running after something

A race — no, a competition — that I failed to beat

I'm beat. I'm tired. My energy is drained.

I go through the motions numb, with none of me left to give

Simultaneously, I join the sea of nameless women

Lost in the history of men they'd rather forget

And I wonder: is it worth loving if real love no longer lives?

I wonder how we got here

It all seems like a blur

I pray my life and joy will reconnect

But for now, we are at the Disconnect.

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About the Creator

Jemilla Mills-Smith

I’m a fiction writer that published her first YA novel “Bastet’s Legacy” last year. I want to commit my life to writing stories for everyone to relate to.

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