I have become a mere machine,
going about my daily routine
there is no more space left to feel,
my heart is simply an empty mechanical machine
I have lost my feelings and emotions,
forgetting that I have ever felt to begin with
the waves are trying to wash me away,
what happens when I don't resist,
when I let them take me,
when I let go?
YOU ARE READING
Feeling Indigo, how about you?
PoetryJust a thing for random stuff that sometimes go through my head. I think most of these are my failure attempts at a poem but I can't really write anyway.
