Existing With, Not Within
- Christian
- Apr 7
- 1 min read
Is he there
I’m not sure…
I’m not sure
I know
who
he is
anymore
Reflection blank
Eyes deserted
Chest hollow
It’s hurting
He embodies
My features
But not
My heart
He’s absent of direction…
Absent of thought
His brain
feels fried
And
thick with chalk
How do
I connect
when I’m
not aware
of who I am
When
I feel
Like I’m
Floating…
Dragging through sand
How do I
exist
as a person
when the
bones of
me
are scared
to live
How do
I keep
Fighting
To remain
Or do
More
Than exist
