Feel your feelings.

The sky was gloomy, the trees swayed dark. Shades of green differed from the tallest tree, to the smallest blade of grass. I look, I watch, all the houses we pass. All the shops and business’, time’s moving fast. 

My hands hurt from holding these bags, it’s fun to be naive, sometimes even oblivious. But, how long can I ignore the fast-filling bags that make my shoulders burn, and ache. How can I ignore the searing pains in my bright red hands, so numb, so nimble.

There’s nobody around to help carry them, I can imagine myself laughing bitterly. My lips pursed tightly in a smile, sad eyes to match the sarcastic smile. Distaste shadowed and confused the amused look I hold, nobody’s ever around. When will I realize the full extent of all damage I’m allowing myself to take. When will I realize, I’m only human. 

I write these words, but in my head they’re verses of a song I distantly remember. Just an annoying melody I can never get out my head, both the hardest, and easiest thing to ignore. The lines are blurred, how easy it is to step across, but how hard it is to take that first step.