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.