shrinkwrap
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Here it comes again- the shrink wrap that starts to cover the top of my head and works its way down until i am completely and helplessly sealed. I can't seem to stop recycling the information that was there when the shrink wrap came. I am stuck in here with my memories and the taste of salt water in my mouth. The worst of this is that nobody can see the shrink wrap... everyone thinks i have stopped breathing by choice. "Just open your mouth and breathe, you should be able to do that- your lungs are fine, so what's the big deal?". So I try to move my mouth, try to stretch the shrink wrap so that I can at least mouth the words "Please help me". All that comes out is a bubble of air. Loved ones walk away and shake their heads, "What else can I do for her? She doesn't want my help." It's my responsibility to learn to remove the plastic. Nobody else can do this but me. Nobody is going to gently peel the layers away, Nobody is going to shelter my raw and shivering skin, Nobody is going to listen to the cries that escape. Nobody believes the shrink wrap exists. - Lysergia I couldn't see the shrink wrap. Then you wrote. And I squinted my eyes and looked sideways in the light, and I saw the shadows that are just not right. I see something...wait.. So I try to understand the incomprehensible, And I am grateful to you for trying to find a new way to help me see that which, I thought, cannot be. - Cris |