There's an empty void inside of me
When I think of crying, I can't cry
When I think of being happy, I can't be happy
I want to hide in the darkness forever
To sink into the lonely, deep, dark depths of my mind and soul
I don't want to feel anything
Yet I want to feel something.
I don't like this feeling, but I prefer it more than living my days, a sobbing mess of tears and sweat.
It hurts, but I'm too tired to feel the hurt
I should be worried, but I'm not.
I should cry, but I'm not.
I should smile, but I can't. I can't do it.
This exhausted state of mind is going to kill me, both inside and out.
YOU ARE READING
Star Struck
PoetryThis is a little collection of poems I've made. Not sure how long I'll continue it, but I'll make a few. {Completed! There's a sequel book if you'd like to read it, the sequel is called "Milky Way"} Note: This was called "Book of Poems" previously...
