Numb

December 18, 2019

I want nothing more than to lay and forget.

Forget that the sun exist and rises relentlessly

Feign ignorance of the monotony

That encompass my every breath

Wishing for nothing more than to absolve this pure anger

At the particles that make up the world

Towards the worthless molecules that make up me

Begging the ever devine whether there or not

Unburden the tired and console the weak

Soothe my relentless lungs

Put me to sleep

Imploring the empty space where I look up

To fix all that is wrong

All that I rather obliterate from memory

Revitalize me

Steep some desire into my ghost.

Tearing through complacent sorrow

I gave up

I am a husk

I am apathy

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weepingwillowtreeDec 19, 2019

<p>i loved this. i found it very relatable,i wish i could ease the pain even a little. </p>