In Times Like These Poem by shahmill mcallister

I lay lifeless
Zapped of my will to do
Blankly staring at the stucco designs of my empty ceiling
My shallow breath
is all that saves me from silence
My watery eyes paint blurry pictures
Or is it my mind playing tricks
On my chest
have the planets chose to rest their weary weight
While inside my stomach
i feel the dance of a million butterflies
My mind is racing
My heart is racing
My emotions are raging
Out of control
I am lost in a place that i have been to before with you
A place I begged to never be given sight to again
A place where the lines of love
Are as blurry as the lines before my wet eyes
A place
Of many names
It is here that I dwell
Numb to the world
Alone with company
Trying to elude the feelings that are devouring my joy
Suffocating me
Until no air can fill my lungs
How does one agree to such degrees of torture
Or in times like this
do they too question their resolve
or welcome the heartache that spends the night in love's quarters often