It’s colder than placing ice on your chest colder than swallowing ice colder than lying naked in a snow bank with no intention of getting up.. Numbness is cold it’s the panic that already consumed all the contents of that now empty shell whose eyes don’t see like they used to but the panic never leaves, it’s still there, strangling Cold, colder than the loneliness of the time when you can’t stand even your own presence when it’s unclear who you are You don’t know if clarity exists anymore or if you have reached it right now when everything fails to hold a meaning When your world shatters When you broke it by your own hands
colder than swallowing ice
colder than lying naked in a snow bank
with no intention of getting up..
Numbness is cold
it’s the panic that already consumed all the contents of
that now empty shell whose eyes don’t see like they used to
but the panic never leaves, it’s still there, strangling
Cold, colder than the loneliness of the time
when you can’t stand even your own presence
when it’s unclear who you are
You don’t know if clarity exists anymore
or if you have reached it right now
when everything fails to hold a meaning
When your world shatters
When you broke it
by your own hands
your life..