WRITING OBSTACLE
Submitted by Title nightmare
Write diary entries detailing your character progressively losing one of their senses.
Paper Walls
Day one
Look upon the walls of my mind, and you'll see every inch crowded with words
I never learned to say,
they all line up through a filter to be counted out again and again
until the words begin
But until then
The words begin to bleed through the walls that has become paper thin
And another word is written when it may
Day two
There are stars when I close my eyes, and I watch them when I cannot sleep
Hear the voices in my head, until the arguments become much more than just sound
And suddenly the quiet is all I need
Spotlights become plenty as light streams through the holes that pierce my lids
Quiet whispers that never seem to leave my lips
But I listen, and I wait
And wait
and wait
Wait until the voices don't stay
Day Five
Water seeps through gaping edges
And waterlogs my brain
The voices that kept me company decided to abandon
I step on the scale and it tells me what my heart weighs
huh
so light but I feel my steps become heavy
Sleep, sleep, but I will it not, at least until I become steady
Day seven
Words blur on tests that I must take
lift my pencil but it drops
In day, I cannot stay awake
but at night, I cannot let myself stop
One more step, one more light
one more conversation
one more night
Day eight
My words
are slow
and bounce back at me
too loud
Hear it repeating in my head
Try to force out words
But... The walls are empty
and my tongue feels like lead
Day fifteen
Who erased my walls
they were once paper thin
but now there is not a trace
Day twenty
I beg her not to call on me
I don't want to volunteer
I know it's important for me to answer here
But my grade-- maybe I don't care
Day thirty
I watch it
fall apart
As I cannot give
The words
They need
Day thirty five
Don't ask
I will not answer
I'll lay my head down
And think
Day thirty six
Everything blurs
In the room
Of paper thin walls
and the whisper
of graphite
that has been erased
Day forty
My hands are heavy too
My footsteps fade to sand
Are you here with me?
Or am I here with you
Day forty one
My voice is silent
with words
I never
said