Numbing

Standing here trying to focus on the work in front of me and yet nothing is moving me. I am just numb. Cold.

Frozen in a place that makes you invisible. Probably the best place for me for a few weeks. 

Invisible so I can't affect anything anymore. Just disappear of sorts. 

Go through old things and toss. Holding onto only one thing. Yet what is that? It means nothing now.

Kind of burned everything and I am standing around looking for the dry safe spots but there aren't any right now. 

There can't be. 

I am accepting. It just has to be enough to make me keep going forward.

Let go. Ripe. Tear. Scream. Die. 

Only to live again. 

One more time. 

Yet do I even hope that my steps go forward? Do I want them to? Do I care?

Yes. Just empty now. Full of a lot of tidbits but what are their importance?

I have just gone.

If you see me don't care for me. Don't love me. Don't look at me.

Just move forward. 

Forget me.