Feel nothing
It's nearly 4 in the morning,
I'm staring at the ceiling,
listening to the wind,
The only sign of life outside my window.
All I want is to feel something...
Got so used to having nothing,
that I forgot what it's like,
having something to fight for.
I used to have a big heart
It stayed alive for the longest time
and through the worst of times.
It kept beating.
But I loved too hard, too soon.
And I was left, marooned.
Devastated, I was thrown from my own body
I watched myself fall apart
Saw my own heart breaking.
Saw something die.
In that moment I vowed to myself that no one will ever see me cry.
I've kept that promise...
but it's made me numb.
I don't find warmth or comfort in anyone or anything
There are moments of joy, but they're infinitesimal and fleeting.
I just can't hold on to anything.
And now I know it's because my own heart stopped beating.
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