Tingling, Silent, Numb...

I hate crying.

I hate not believing.

I hate regret.

I hate anger.

I hate jealousy.

I hate being lonely.

I hate longing.

I hate darkness.

Those moments where everything is so silent, everything is still, and you can't seem to find a single thought in your brain. You forget to breathe, you forget to care, you forget to do anything. You just are. You are living, just because. There is an endless nothingness, a sense of calm. You are at the eye of a storm. Everything is turned around and handed back to you, and you just watch as the world exists around you. Nothing is stopping anyone from buy and selling, talking and stealing, living and loving. You just aren't participating. You are quite, alone, and a disturbed sort of tranquil.

- xx, Kelly.