Words Can't Cover Me

Empty

I feel empty inside.
Alone and forgotten.
The walls aren't speaking to me anymore.
And I loathe the silence.
The pitter patter in my chest isn't from a crush.
It's my heart skipping.
Faltering as we speak.
My breathing is heavy.
It burns inside of me.
The cold warmth feels more like a reverse cuddle than an issue.
I forgot how quickly the loneliness sets in.
How an instant could be the death of all hope and joy or anything "Good".
Everything hurts.
So fucking bad.
My migraine sinks in instantaneously.
While the warmth grows and I feel something inside my chest die again.
I just want this to be over.
I want the silent screaming to end.
The nights spent wondering who cares anymore.
The days of pretending when I just want to curl up and cry.
I wish I could take on that persona from summer.
The one that didn't care and felt nothing.
That was my safe haven and I gave it up for something that showed promise.
But in the end I've been led here.
The blinding and contradicting path has brought me to a halt.
Of emptiness.
And pain.
And The Great Unknown.
At this point I miss The Bridge.
I should've tested my gravitational pull more when I had the chance...