This Normalcy
- Anna
- Nov 27, 2021
- 1 min read
The days go by in seconds, flashing by me like bullets, grazing my skin and leaving scars of the imagination. My mind attacks me like an enemy, the betrayal going unnoticed. Never will we see the damage that occurs until someone finally realizes my posture is weighing. The sky is blue. Its blue and red and yellow and pink. Its every color. but most of the time it appears only blue, and no one notices it. Because it’s normal. Like how sometimes I feel fine, happy even, my little sky of purple or pink. But then everything goes blue again and I'm stuck in my downward spiral. It goes unnoticed because the sky is always blue. I'm always like this, so nothing’s wrong, nothing’s changed. They find comfort in this normalcy. The sea rumbles and crashes, slapping the sand. It’s a loud type of beauty, violent and hostile. It makes you hold your breath until your chest implodes. It makes you want to jump headfirst in the deep end. The waves tug you under, knocking the breath out of you. Miles of water settles on your chest. All your burdens and flaws intensify, your insecurities leaking out and polluting the waters. Because you’ve cracked. You’ve been shattered into a thousand tiny shards of pain and hurt but also of guilt. Because there’s plenty of blame to go around. And it will always find it’s way back to you.

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