The Shattering
By: crimson.bead
Happy, I am happy as far as happy goes
but in a moment I feel…confusion, agitation, anxiety
Numbness approaches, stop breathing
The wave rushes through my body so quickly
As I fall to my knees
And cry like I have never cried before
Howling, grieving
For nobody cries like this unless they are grieving
Grieving for their soul, their life, their love, their sanity.
Shouting out to whoever is to blame
Only the person who is to blame can heal you
And you grieve for your dependence on them
They hurt you before, they chose to hurt you
Now you’re asked to trust in them to heal you?
Can’t there be another way?
There must be another way or I may die.
You cry to block the breathtaking agony
Rocking, momentum to shake the demons loose
So they can’t grab hold of your soul
Rocking, crying, reduced to a ball
Demons in your lungs, your eyes, your stomach
Cry. Why? I don’t understand!
How could you do this to me?
You can’t do this to me!
No, no, no!
Crying, hurting, withering, dying. Agony.
After a while, you realize the crying must stop
The demons have been chased off for now
You must stop and pick up the pieces again
And try to make yourself more resistant
Prepare for the demons to return again soon.