I quit

i can't write. i quit writing years ago.
now, i just dictate.
now, i just tell you about my
day & slip in a big word here or there.

i can't dream. i quit dreaming years ago.
now, i just sleep.
now, i just swim in pitch darkness until
my eyelids are pried open for one more day.

i can't speak. i quit speaking years ago.
now, i just nod.
now, i just make funny-looking hand
motions in hopes to grasp your attention.

i can't breathe. i quit breathing years ago.
now, i just hold my breath.
now, i just put my hands around my throat;
the universal sign for choking.

i can't love. i quit loving years ago.
now, i just ache.
now, i just try to remember your scent & hold
tight to my pillowcase at night.

i can't feel. i quit feeling years ago.
now, i just am.
now, i just sit numbly in my chair &
try to avoid any form of human touch.

i can't live. i quit living years ago.
now, i just walk around dead.
now, i just spy on children while they sleep
& walk through walls for fun.

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