I sit here
a desk in the back
the world's spinning around me
things being said
I can hear it
but nothing registers
everything seems muffled
but none of it matters
I sit here
slowly fading away
in the aura that is my imagination
physically I am breathing
but in every other way
I'm suffocating
every breath I take is
dirtied by the ignorance around me
particles of dust formed from petty hatred
covering a windshield, blinding
I'm sitting in this classroom
and I'm drowning
in what?
It's surely not normal
But I don't think that I care
none of the external is of any relevance to me
not the teacher attempting to instruct
not my peers
bitching about where they'd rather be
what is relevant
is the present
my struggle to live right now
I don't know where I am
but I know it's not here
a constant tug of war
between my mental and physical state
they're not in unison
my body is in this desk in the back
but I am not
SEPTEMBER 16, 2014
Katie (via www.stridestofeelalive.tumblr.com)