*tw: feelings of emptiness, derealization + depersonalization i suppose*
There's this deep emptiness inside of me and it never really subsides. It churns and it churns and it whispers harsh words that are sometimes temporarily silenced. But the emptiness is there and fills my being like a thick fog and sometimes I find myself lost in it. I feel nothing and I regret none of the things I should and I no longer care because nothing is real and I am Empty. I am Empty and that is one of the only things I truly know about myself.
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recycled poetry
Poetry❝i wish i was writing something special, but these words have been used before and there's no originality to it at all. i'm just reusing phrases until they're worn out, like musty library books or hand-me-down clothes.❞ from ❛hand-me-down poetry❜ i...
