after feeling so much hatred for and towards myself and my life.. there's only one thing I feel.. nothing.
I guess I should be grateful, I dont feel pain.. but I think I like feeling pain rather than feeling nothing at all. people get more worried when I stare with empty eyes past them. They expect me to jump into their arms crying, until everything feels better.
well, nothing gets better. I lay awake as the rest of the world rests, my thoughts.. ever moving through my brain.. and well, now, the lack of thoughts. just staring at the ceiling. Not able to even cry anymore
It takes too much care to cry. why should I care? It isn't like I feel, or think
the only way I get people to care is by being emotionless or in the hospital. why cant they be here before it gets that bad? someone to just sit in silence with me... anything... beings feeling the cold void, alone.
YOU ARE READING
broken girl
Poetrythese are my thoughts just based off of what I've been thru. *trigger warning* even if it's bad, it is just a way to release emotions, please be nice
