I don’t know if am numb ,
Or my lips have forgotten to murmur .
Flowers are blossoming around ,
It’s raining ,
Happiness is around .
It’s just around ,
Infact near me;
Touching the first atom of my skin.
But can’t cross it ; impermeable it is.
The hands are pale
But the face is still shining ,
The tear drops are fresh .
From nervous to digestive system ,
All is functioning smoothly,
Even the heart is pumping blood properly ,
But still it’s feeling a bit heavier ;
Perhaps it’s feeling tired of being caged
(by ribcages ; by emotions )