Late Night Feels

Late Night Feels Pt 9

If you're wondering where my heart is,

I'd like to know the same.

I've grown tired and weary

No longer having the desire to feel

Anything but numbness.

I'm exhausting myself into oblivion.

I figure it's the only thing

I have control over,

So why not run myself dry?

I don't smile anymore.

It's gotten confusing and I feel

Like I'm lying when I do.

If you've taken any notice in me,

Checked up on me,

You would've noticed

That my laugh is pretty hollow, too.

Don't think of what I'm writing as a suicide note

Or whatever.

I'm writing this just based on how I feel.

Well,

More like don't feel.

I'm a machine,

Running on the basics of mortality.

Nothing more, nothing less.

You'll start to go searching for my heart

Once you've finished reading this.

But let me give you a heads up,

All thats left

Is broken glass.