4AM Thoughts.
My mind is at a loss for words.
Is it better to feel everything?
Is it better to feel nothing?
Some nights I slowly drift through the universe,
Feeling so much that my chest tightens.
My body loses control and I lie there.
Melancholy running through my veins.
Other nights I slowly drift through the universe,
But I feel nothing, nothing at all.
Just a numbing sensation and a hole in my heart.
Just blood running through my veins now.
What are these feelings?
Are they good...or bad?
Am I human...or an emotionless creature?
All I know is that it is heavy.
It weighs me down.
Either way, I end up awake long into the night.
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