how are you ? fine. (numb)
are you having fun ? sure! (numb)
wanna come over ? i'd love to. (numb)
it never leaves
this fucking numbness
you can feel fine
you can have fun
you can come over
but you can't escape it
you can't escape the empty eyes
of your own reflection
pitifully staring at you
through the mirror
YOU ARE READING
cold tea
Poetry[✓] pieces of feelings and memories © 2017 highest rank: #57 in poetry
