Something’s about to happen.
What it is I don't know just yet.
But it's big, and its coming.
It's coming to steal my smile
to take my grace, to rock and shake
and wreck this place.
It sounds absurd and completely insane
It sounds absurd in a crazy way
It sounds like I’m nuts
Or I’ve lost my way
It sounds absurd but I can explain
The days are short and the nights are shorter
The time is passing with less to show for our efforts
There are more pains than smiles
and the laughter is empty, almost uncomfortable.
There’s an ever present nemesis
Looming over my heart
A wandering worry of how badly this will be
The truth is a lie and my thoughts betray me
I am beginning to doubt everything, even my breaths.
Have you ever not existed?
Take it from one who has, or hasn’t.
There is an incomparable emptiness
that comes with being nothing.
Pain doesn’t even hurt,
not as much as not being
Are you crazy
if the only thing that makes you feel alive
is being crazy?
Will it be today or next week?
Is it deadly or just bad enough?
Is it all in my head?
Heather Milks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/around-a-corner/
