Here.

Here.

There.

Everywhere.

I am here.

I am there.

I am everywhere.

But still; nowhere.

There’s nothing to show for where I’ve been.

I close my eyes and try to make sense of these feelings; but all it is, is feeling.

Feeling that I’ve tried to find explanation for but come up empty.

It suffocates me; I can’t see, can’t speak, can’t think past the weight of it all.

Tingling; floating.

I can’t move, but I can’t sit still.

My mind is still; but it won’t stop racing.

I’m spinning…spinning in circles and I can’t stop.

I open my mouth to scream, yet no sound escapes my throat.

I beg my soul to find my strength.

While I succumb to the weakness in my heart.

Here

There.

Everywhere.

I am here.

I am there.

I am nowhere;

But here.