Deadlocked

Wed, 07/30/2014 - 21:17 -- MEFreed

I always said that I knew myself

That I knew how I felt

And how I would feel

And what I would do

Or in other cases, wouldn't.

But what I did not know is what to do when I didn't.

 

How do you answer

When someone asks you how you feel and you don't know?

All I knew is that three parts of my brain were fighting over how to feel

Fighting over how to respond.

All I knew is that one would have to be shut out

But not how to know which one.

All I knew is that my mind was a battle between fatigue and adrenaline and guilt

But not how to be all.

 

Sometimes, people speak of "brain freeze."

But that's not what happens with me.

My brain is anything but frozen.

It is deadlocked.

Comments

Jonny Da Destroyah

You are VERY good, keep up the good work man!

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