Inhuman

I am a rock,

Carved from a stone,

Like a statue,

Un-moving.

Awkwardly I sit,

Whilst you flow with life.

And I am a rock,

I sit un-moving.

Inhuman.

I am a robot

Unable to react,

Whilst you dance with life.

Across the plain you dance,

Relishing in the waking light.

And I

Break your heart,

As I do not act upon

Your presence,

I cannot.

You mistake my actions.

It is not that I do not love,

Only that

I love too much.

The love that binds us,

The love that complicates,

The love which I cannot control,

The love that I cannot explain,

The love is why I am a rock.

Unmoving.

Inhuman.

My heart is there,

Telling me to act

Yet I do not.

My brain thinks meticulously,

Over very detail

How do I act

What do I do?

I shake.

I crash.

I do not move,

I sit frozen in time.

Leaving you also broke,

You think that you are the cause.

It is not,

It is I,

I

Who cannot move.

I

Who is inhuman.

I wish that I was human,

That I could express my love

As you do to me.

I wish that when you touch me,

That I would touch you.

Instead I sit

unable to move.

Frozen.

Inhuman.

I originally posted this on fictionpress in regards to my personal life however it seems rather like somethung spock would say when emotionally compromised so hey ho here it is on fan fiction, i hope you enjoyed it its the first peice of poetry i have ever wrote sooo, constructive criticism is welcomed and thank a for reading:)