Here I am…
……….
reclusive, filled with thought, a distressing pain encasing the muscle which I once called my heart;
Spirit, mind, compassion, sympathy, empathy, feeling, sensitivity and kindness, these being synonymous with my formerly dubbed heart…
What have I become? Is it me? Is it in my mind, and is it the muscle? This aching muscle, which keeps pumping a niggling pain all the way through my body…
Who am I? Maybe, who was I?
Have I changed so much that I’ve become a stranger to myself? What about you? What could I possibly be to you, if a stranger to myself?
What is this feeling??? Why does it fill me so? Is this feeling absolute? Do you know the response?
My soul is encased, my heart is embraced, and my mind is laced, by nothing………….……but this feeling.
Am I anesthetized? ….if so, I want to be sedated… Frozen from this sensation…
Here I am………….
reclusive, filled with this sentiment.
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