A sinking feeling
A tightness in my chest
Making me retreat
into a quiet
hibernation
all by myself.
A memory
From my past
Sending me jitters
and unleashing
A stream
of tears.
The tears feel warm
As they roll down my cheeks
Matching the vacuum
In my heart
Created because of
A visceral sting.
Choices slipping through my fingers
Choices being snatched away
As a decision
Or the lack of it
Turns out
So awfully dear!
A wish unfulfilled
A desire ceasing to exist
A wistful sigh
A regret? Aye!
The conjectures of
‘What could have been?’
An eclipsed joy
A lingering listlessness
As I struggle
To count
The other blessings
In my life.
A loop of stuckness
A hollow emptiness
Whilst the time
Hollers on
Refusing to pause
Even for a moment!
Is it an armour
Like the skin
Wrapped tight and snug
Keeping me safe
Not letting in hurts
From the outside world?
Is it a traveller
Passing by?
Or a parasite
Gnawing at me from inside?
Or just a story
Running in my head?
Maybe it is none of these,
But a part of me
I, her refuge,
She, my faithful companion,
Longing to be held
In a tight hug.
The safety of an embrace,
The kindness of a gaze,
Unspoken words that say
“I see you.”
“I hear you”
“I’ve got you.”
So, I will hold her
Cherish her
Possibly love her
For like my breath,
She flows through me
She is a part of me.
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