I just don't care anymore.
There's no emotion anymore.
I'm like a blank wall.
You can stare at it for hours, it doesn't change. You can punch a hole in it's structure and make it crumble down to where there is nothing, but the remains.
YOU ARE READING
°Clouded Minds°
Poetry°and there's nothing more that kills you slowly and painfully than your own mind° copyright: all rights reserved
