I’m suspended in this state of in between.

A numbness washes over me.

My mind shoves out the overwhelming clatter.

And the static inside grows ever louder.

Piece by piece I chip away.

Forgetting whatever I aimed to be.

I am here, here now, now here.

And with this empty state I agree.


[Another for Pic and a Word Challenge: Serenity]

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  1. : ) Sometimes the path to serenity is a hard road, anything but serene, and one must endure hardships, overcome obstacles just to get there.

    Staying there? Another matter.

    Love this.

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