I sit here waiting, wondering if my heart is alive, can it still feel, does it still beat, I wait, listen, I hear my breath, going in, out, in, out….I fell my pulse beating, thump, thump, thump to a regular rhythm yet, I am numb, I don’t feel pain, sadness, happiness or even hope…just numbness in the dark. I wait hoping some light will shine through let me be pulled out of the darkness I feel overwhelming me. No light shines through. Yet I still exist. The dreams I once dreamed are no longer inside my head, no hope of having what I longed for left inside my mind. It is a canvas, which contains no picture or color, just blank. Where did my happiness, hope and love escape too? When did my dreams stop? When did I loose who I was becoming? Finding me, is it possible? I don’t know anymore because what I used to feel doesn’t exist any longer. You left. My world stopped. Now it’s just empty. No reaction, no response.
Author,
Sherry Hodge