beyond the scale:
i dont care anymore.
not about the time that slips past,
not about the people who come and go,
not about the endless questions,
asking me how i feel
on some scale of one to ten.
i wish i knew.
but i dont.
because numbers dont reach where i am,
im somewhere below zero,
lost in the negatives,
too far down to count.
i dont feel anything.
ive run out of empathy,
run out of advice,
run out of whatever i was supposed to give.
burnt out, hollow,
nothing left to add to the conversation
but silence.
and even that feels too loud.
they say time moves forward,
and i guess thats true.
the world keeps spinning,
the clocks keep ticking,
but im standing still,
watching it all blur by
and i cant bring myself to care.
how do you explain feeling nothing?
how do you tell someone
that youre empty, that youre tired,
that youve stopped trying to feel?
because honestly, i dont want to.
i dont want to fake another smile,
or search for something i dont even know is there.
i dont care if it gets better.
i dont care if it gets worse,
i dont care about the future
or the past
or this moment
right now.
im just here.
not feeling.
not thinking.
not caring.
and for once, that feels enough.
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poetry
Poetrytrigger warning. dont expect you to read this, words are simply that. just words. but if you do i hope you enjoy 👍 and if you relate to any of these, im so sorry. (all of these are original and written by me unless its said otherwise) might also in...
