Distant


Everything is closing around me 
I’m unable to touch or feel

Nothing seems real

I’m living someone else’s life

They only see her, not me

Where am I meant to be

I feel like an old house in this body

I creaking is the arthritis in my hands

The foundation is the heart that decided to stop in the hospital and has never been the same

The windows is the brain that makes me feel like I’m insane

What am I do to when the host is gone

Everything feels like a storm

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