I'm not feeling anything
It seems unbelievable to most
It seems relatable to most
I think the sane want to be able to relate
& the insane want to pretend they don't know
It's funny that people who truly know what this feel like, say they don't
But the ones who don't
Say they do
If they truly knew what it is to feel the absence of feeling,
They would run.
They would at least try to, but
How do you out run
Your self?
You can't,
You are stuck,
You are imprisoned in yourself.
I no longer feel like a being.
I feel more like a state of consciousness,
floating in a dark abyss most call life.
I am aware of my surroundings
I'm aware of what I should feel
I just can't
I have no words
I can't explain something unexplainable
You can't ask me to explain
Something even I can't comprehend
I don't know what to say
I have no words anymore
But,
I'm sorry
YOU ARE READING
November 21st
KurzgeschichtenThis is a poem, it's unedited. I wrote this a long time ago, when I was in a sad place. I'm publishing with out proof reading it. Its about a year old.
