I stare, why won't my heart work?
I speak of love, but I'm devoid of emotion
I carry along, feeling the gaping hole in my chest
I want to love you, I hope you know
All I feel is the pain I bear
I feel like there's a screen between me and the world
Why can't I feel anymore?
I feel as if someone cut my heart out and is draining it slowly, every drop freezing as it falls to the cold floor
I distance myself,building stone cold walls around me
To fill my void, I cut deep lines into my arms and thighs
Hoping that maybe the pain will bring back the emotions I long for
But I know it won't
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A bunch of self written poems/ short stories
PoésieLiterally just the title Everything is self written A lot of this is edgy venting uwu
