Was zum Fick?

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Theres a storm outside.
Its storming inside.
Like a war going on.
Or a bomb going off.
I feel it fighting and exploding.
Internal. I am bleeding.
I am feeling unresolved.
There i am.
And here i am again.
Thats me, thats us.
We're fighting against each other.
For each other.
Unresolved traumas a talking.
Or screaming.
I hear them but then again i cant.
I cant talk.
I want to talk.
I really do.
I cant write.
But I want to. I really do.
But please, it is hurting me.
I am hurting myself.
We are hurting us.
I know it, i feel it.
But I cant stop it. How do I stop this.
How do I stop a war? This war?
With myself.
I'm crying. I cant stop that either.
Its really stormy inside my head and i cant seem to see.
So what does one do when one cant hear, talk or see.
How do I write when I cant hear, talk or see?
How do I write when I really really want to but cant because it is storming?

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