I sit by the windowsill, watching the world shift around me.
For whatever reason, I can't leave this spot,
Everything keeps replaying in my mind.
The phones rings in the den,
I still don't budge.
Everyone seems to be going full throttle around me,
But again, I can't seem to get out of this spot.
My cellphone buzzes in my pocket,
Slowly I reach for it.
"Hello" I say as I pick up the phone,
Yet no responses follow my greeting,
I know what is about to come.
It's all a blur, it happened to fast,
Car crash, snow, pain, blood.
I don't make a sound as I hang up the phone.
The room seems to pause,
And everything stops.
I'm all alone now,
But the room is so loud.
The empty voices won't cease or shut up.
And finally someone hits 'Play'
As the room fills with life.
Here I am again,
In the same spot;
Don't try to move me,
I'm not going to budge.
