Friday, February 28, 2014

Disease

When the disease I have seeps back in my head, I got out in the middle of the night and felt the bitter cold on my cheeks. I used to make a habit out of it, every night I would sneak outside go to this over looking bench of my home town and sit. I would sit for hours, numb, feeling nothing in my mind, nothing in my heart, and the only thing that I felt okay being numb were my fingers and toes. I didn't shiver, I didn't bundle up, I would hope I would fall asleep in the cold, and not wake up. But it never happened, so thus I would sneak back out and go to that bench.


Today I found myself sitting in the cold, with the wind on my cheeks, and I closed my eyes.


I just am so tired.





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