Inner conversation

I know how you feel.
Life goes fast, even in that short periods when everything seems to go slowly, and you are standing up there, nowhere, in the middle of your thoughts.
Events, people, and situations are rushing next to you, meanwhile you are stucked in your brain, like fixed to an imaginary floor, silent, waiting for yourself to rescue you.
And your silent shouts are not heard, not even listened.

Like driving blindfolded on a motorway to a maximum speed, to find a change, to crash with the unexpected, in order to feel you are part of.
And you crash, with reality.

Life is not waiting for you to decide.
Time is not your co-pilot anymore.
Your heart is aching, your blood runs yelling through your veins.
No fresh air for your brain.
Body malfunction.
Cold sweat.

But you finally know.
It's time to move, although you forgot how to do it, you know you must try.
Your place has always been there, waiting for you.
Brain off your feelings and re-start. I know you can do it.
I have always been part of you, and you part of me.
I am inside you.

Walk your first step, and you will see.
Maybe I will follow you, I should, but now... I am not, I will not be able unless you let me.