How to feel nothing
Dan’s perspective from my Book: Silent Bites
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How to feel nothing
Step one: Let yourself fall madly in love with the wrong person.
Step two: Fuck the instructions listen to me
Let yourself feel everything, everywhere, all at once like that film, only instead of a movie it’s a convulsing, capitulating, terrified mess of a human that cannot survive in this abusive environment
Yet, you must.
The nerves that felt so much all at once start slowly degrading as you leap into the black spiral of keeping yourself alive
Keeping yourself alive
Keeping yourself alive
Barely, each nerve that slowly dies brings a relief and a steeping pressure like a tea that has boiled over and tea leaves have exploded from the bag
You pour strong mess down your throat
It burns the numbness into submission
All of the darkest and feverish things that have been hiding down, down, deep
They cannot be accessed anymore.
The slow decay of your tear ducts feel as hollowed out as
Your heart
Creeps along my steps as heavy vines that grow and twist into my very movements.
The gradual pressure build up that sometimes happens after feeling nothing for so long makes you almost have hope
& that is more scary than feeling nothing at all
That sliver of pain that reaches out to be healed
It’s worse
Because you want it so damn bad
You have been keeping yourself looking alive & well this whole time while the spiral blackens and crumbles,
And that’s a terrible waste of feeling
But when trauma is a jagged, distorted,
Sharpened, hateful, abstracted
Cut up jumble of nothingness
And it feels like a shadow of a home you once belonged to,
Full of rags that collect dust bunnies
And sweeping messes from a kitchen floor to a stair
Wiping it up, cleaning something twice
It feels better to stay inside of my spiral of nothing than to ring it out with the water from the hose outside
I slipped from not writing these steps properly
I skipped the best part
When you write a bad poem to express something you haven’t felt in forever
After your numbness felt like home
The dreams that vanished like thin air
The feelings that overflowed and felt like hell
Straight up hell that made you run and hide like a child about to be whipped
That made a warm hug feel like a prison
Suddenly lifted a broken window
To expose that sliver of sun
& it smelled like fresh rain, grass, mildew and safety
It was something I could never outrun
You can relearn to feel something after nothing even after fifty years
It’s everywhere all at once.
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"Barely, each nerve that slowly dies brings a relief and a steeping pressure like a tea that has boiled over and tea leaves have exploded from the bag" I loved this part the most!