I'd do anything for air

I’m past the point of breaking down. I’m past the stage that I thought I would never get out of. I’m finally learning to smile again. Learning to feel again. The novacaine is now beginning to fall off the weak bones my body has produced in these 6 months of time. The ache in my heart is subsiding but still lingers in the pit of my nerve system. I have come back to the world, back to the stigma of society. Everyone is different, everyone has changed, including myself and I feel as though I lost my moment to start flying once more. I lost everything and still feel lost, I feel as though the galaxy has swallowed me up. I’m screaming to get away from the stomach of mother nature but she has become immune to the taste of my salty tears. I am stuck in a place, a place where I feel I’ll never get out of. I am stuck in my thoughts, my memories, my past, my pain.