The Breath

Disconnect,

Unhooked.

Mind freed,

Connection severed.

What the hell am I doing with this life?

Paranoia

Oh no.

What does that mean?

New, worrying meanings emerge.

Why that word choice?

Why so terse?

Is that normal? Am I seeing nothing?

Why am I scared...

Is this real?

Am I just... being swindled?

Manipulated, played?

A pawn, my body stretched as each pulls an arm in opposite directions.

What is this all, what is it any.

What am I doing, am I asleep?

Can I ignore it, just please let me ignore it..

I don't want to think... don't let me consider.

Please

Please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please pleas...

Pleas I repeat through the tears though they only continue them on.

Can I just... push it away?

Out of my mind, forever on hold?

Just...

Blissfully gone.

Dry my tears and help them flow.

Be my comfort, I'll be yours.

Help me...

Or must I... help myself, in the end?

- Lily..