You know that sudden gush of feelings - that split second of reality where images are flashing in your mind - as if you're gonna die except it's the thoughts that you'd hate to think about. When you're body goes numb, your heart beats faster and then you're restless. Then your nervous or more so scared of the truth. This. This is heartache. A cruel sensation. Kinda like the rush you feel when your crush is right at your back but heartache tells you that he has left you, that he's leaving, that he was never yours.
The really bad part for some is that heartache is not equal to tears. They said tears are the healing agents. But not everytime you feel bad you cry. You don't get the consolation of at least pouring it out. Sometimes, for some, like me, it's stuck. My ducts are useless. And with the absence of tears, my heart pounds all the more, hurts me, and eats me alive.
I am physically feeling my emotional distress. My tears are not cooperating. I will stare at the monitor while my heart bleeds. Somebody please...
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
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