Friday, April 2, 2021

Disintegrating

I feel like I'm coming undone 

Everything I am is slowly turning into 

Nothing 

I forget how to talk to people 

Responding instead with a word or two 

Touch feels alien, your hand 

Accidentally brushing against mine felt so strange 

People who were constants, strangers now 

I don't know how to love them 

I look at myself in the mirror and wonder 

Who this woman is, staring back 

I don't recognize her 

I don't recognize myself











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