nothing is wrong

[thejennster]

there is a pounding
at the door
interrupting
every
second
thought
the weight of it
shakes your skull
empties your mind
leaves
you
frozen
and you are helpless
but to sit
and act
like
nothing
is
wrong

there are needles
in your skin
drawing feeling
out
like
blood
the nothing of it
fills your limbs
with a
silence
that
echoes
and you are helpless
but to sit
and act like
nothing
is
wrong

there is fire
in your bones
every movement
burns
like
agony
the pain of it
overwhelms you
with exhaustion
and you are
tired
of
burning
but you are helpless
just to sit
and act like
nothing
is
wrong