pain | stayed in my drafts pt 1

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the numbness consumes me so deeply that i worry it will be the only thing i know how to feel.

i miss the days where i feel alive. i miss smiling at the thought of his name or the sight of a reminder. but now those days are replaced with bitter sorrow and a broken soul.

loving someone is the most consuming thing a person can do. and when you love a person that you cannot be with, your whole world seems to run past without you.

i just want to feel light again. i want the switch to turn back on. all the poetry i wrote seems like a lie now. i'm giving up. and i feel nothing but anger towards myself for that.

this was written a few months ago but stayed in my drafts, i've only now decided to publish it

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