The Womb

March 8, 2010
By ElizabethSays GOLD, Lake Villa, Illinois
ElizabethSays GOLD, Lake Villa, Illinois
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There are moments in my life
when I can’t breathe,
when everything slows down
and the voices are warped.
I stare at the clock and it moves slower than before.
There are moments when I don’t connect
to the place around me;
it feels like I am in a womb,
warm and contagious from the world.
The only way to break free is to cut the skin that keeps me from reality,
and the womb in my mind.

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