Freeze-mode Evasion

Persevating thoughts of you
depersonalizing my self
until I’m stuck on the couch
and days have slithered by
just stuck here staring at the wall
I want to move my body
but it tingles all over
uncomfortable is the sickness
while my guts are churning
emotional overhaul = paralysis
everyone seems pissed
that I’m not ticking over anymore
yesterdays clothes strew the floor
and I’m there rolling a spliff betwixed
there is no feeling sorry for this
detached and in blind hurry
to evade what I know is coming
cascading tears and dark months
loneliness is calling.