TBS – Very Funny. Part II (De-branding)

Sometimes
hands rest themselves
in sweet, tender spots
And as limbs lose consciousness
Hands forget what they were doing there
And the soothing touch, it slips away.

My body feels carved out and empty
A carcass void of feeling.
But still hearing
Still wondering what is happening.

I am not dreaming right now.
The soul has done enough assuming.
I am not even sleeping.
I am reeling
Racking my brain with unhelpful,
Hyper emotional memories.

I am taking things well,
I am strong
But forgetting my resolve
At the darkest hours before dawn.

Sensing tears welling over the horizon
Sparkling with light and promise.
Promising myself to stay stronger still.
The vast and high horizon
is but a mole hill.

And I have so much work to do.

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About Jessica Lee

Jessica is a twenty-something poet who performs most of her work on stage in Spoken Word. She has found writing therapeutic since she was child, and has pursued it ceaselessly. She enjoys writing even the most fleeting thoughts and dreams as SensicalRavings. Between long retail shifts, she enjoys writing observational pieces (always with a slant) of locally relevant subjects as ALLGainesville. If you appreciate inspiring, coming-of-age suppositions, become a follower. Though it's not always roses, it's raw!

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