I sat alone
Never had I felt so alone.
A feeling of-
Discomfort?
No.
Anxiety?
Well, I actually don't know what it was
It was like all you wanted to do was tear yourself apart, pull out your hair, your skin, and maybe then you'd be fine.
Maybe then it would be better.
It was a strong gut feeling
As if my first instinct was to do just that...
To end me
And maybe then the world would stop
Silence screams in my face,
Reminding me of how useless,
Worthless,
Unwanted I am
The silence was what brought me here.
I sit alone, still with no relief
There are no tears
But a numbness overtakes me
It may seem like that's better
But no
It's not
This only makes it worse.
With the numbness comes the desire to feel.
And you would do anything to feel human again
Maybe even die...
I understood why they feared silence.
It was because it drove them insane...
It drives us insane
It makes us run to our own death...
Willingly
