Emotions?

Almost every emotion that I once had, is now gone.

It is as if feeling is something that I have never done.

I cannot remember the last time I truly cried,

my tears only fall to fiction, when my favourite characters have died.

I can hardly say that I still know fear,

I have been scared, but I have not dreaded for a whole year.

Death passes me with ease, as it always has.

Why am I so calm? Am I just a heartless ass?

Sympathy? I can still feel it, can't I?

Instead of an empathic cry, do I sigh?

Love then? Losing it would be a crime.

But why do I feel that I can reject it at anytime?

I really do wonder

How long should I ponder?

What happened to my emotions?

What was it that stopped my inner motions?

Is this what it means to become an adult?

Or did my loneliness create this result?