I am so desperate for excitement
But when I achieve it
I feel nothing.
So I swallow pain out of a bottle
Then the next day, I wake up
And feel nothing.
It's the only temporary excitement I can get,
But I never recall how it feels
So I feel nothing.
I walk into stores with no money in my pockets
And leave with everything I wanted
Then, I feel something.
Not excitement but distraction
Filling up my mental resume
Forgetting why I'm like this.
Regarding this mental raid
I feel nothing.
YOU ARE READING
• Human •
PoetryYou are a complex universe, and I am just a star connecting one of your complex constellations. I hope to own my own universe someday.
