Numb

This is a place where real things become fake, food becomes poison, here your reflections in the mirror lie to you. At night, people become monsters, ghosts starts staring at you, people you trust becomes the one that curses you, and in the end you wake up different than yesterday, little damaged inside out to fight another battle and this time it’s for the very breath you hold. When you get thirsty, you search for the water and what you find has an iron taste in it, only reminding of blood. Looking outside, I can see thunder screaming my name, and the strange thing is that my reactions have gone cold. Nothing provokes me, nothing hurts me, and all I feel is the numbness, looking at everything that’s happening to me.