This Is Actually Based On How I Feel Rn. Which Is Emotionless And Like Shit - Tumblr Posts

The sky will never welcome me. I know this and yet still try to seem good. I don’t feel for people. No one seems to make me happy or sad but myself. No one angers me. I feel detached. Yet I yearn for the sky. I yearn to fly off and cannot because I’ve been shackled. My friends fly away. My family circles me. I’ve never been more alone. On the ground is where I’ll stay. I have nothing to make myself fly. No wings to glide through the air. Now magic powers of empathy or sympathy. So I lay with the weeds, hoping to someday be consumed by them so I won’t have to see the sky again.

I’ve always wished to fly. So when did the sky start to scare me? When did the wind begin to terrorise me? Why did I have to stay grounded when everyone else got to fly? Would anyone ever pick me up? Teach me to make my own wings? Will they ever show me what it’s like to soar? Even if I fall.

I just want to know.

It was odd to see it.

I’d never seen it before-

And yet here it was.

Right in front of me

Close enough to touch

I didn’t reach out

I couldn’t.

He’d take you if I did

She’d break you

I’d never recover

So I’ll sit and watch

I’ll watch what happens

And be there for when you break.