Inertia

It`s bound to be broken, but still, it bugs me. Hard throbbing heart, thinking about something I didn`t feel for quite some time. Need to wear off these sensations, become numb again... at least for a while. My stomach aches while hearing the songs that make me think, to wonder, dream. There are no tears falling out of my eyes, because their falling into my soul. A silent, nasty inertia.