The pristine layer falls, one tear at a time. And I cannot hinder it. My eyes lose their innocence and are naked, lifeless, powerless. They look a lot but scarcely ever see. I have become blind.a
The invincible walls of the bubble restraint me. Then my heart is suffused with them until I become a walking prison. I cannot think. I cannot hear. I cannot see. And I cannot feel. Life is wrung out of my body and the last traces of it are rinsed by apathy. I try not to further lose myself. I try to hold on to whatever remained, but there’s nothing left. Nothing at all.
Don’t look when I cry. Don’t listen when I whimper; you only kill me more. Pass me by as I writhe on the ground. I am the nothingness mingling with air. I am the dead in the world of living.
Stop the tears from fallin’
One tear at a time