Can't Move

September 9, 2012

You can't do it can you? Get up, move, speak. You are stuck sitting on the bathroom floor with your head in between your knees gasping and gasping for air that just doesn't seem to be there. Your face is sticky with the remnants of dried tears; you cried them all, there are none left. The room around you grows smaller and smaller as your breathing becomes quicker and shorter and exploding seems to be the only means by which to escape. People talk to you, they tell you over and over again that it was going to be okay, that you just needed to get up and move on, but it doesn't work that way.

You've been beaten, pushed, made fun of, ignored. And it hurts, it all hurts and it all takes a toll on you no matter what people say! So don't move. Just sit there. Sit there and let it get to you and let it eat at you and let it make you waste all of your tears. You can't move... can you?

Post a Comment