I just want something to happen.
Either the hot rush of tears
or the shock of a phone call
or the sharp pain of betrayal –
other than this muffled heaviness over my mind,
than the knowledge that emotion is just beyond my grasp,
shrouded in cotton wool,
And I want to feel it, I truly do,
I want the fuzzy picture to become clear,
I want to pierce through,
to bring tension to slack muscles,
to feel the cold of reality,
rather than the air-conditioned warmth of fantasy.
(Featured image from inframe)
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