Stop
do you ever just
stop,
and feel like nothing matters.
you're not happy.
you're not sad.
you're not angry.
i had thought this feeling was gone.
and i could finally live as happy as i thought i was.
but here it is like an old friend
creeping in the back of my head,
telling me that this feeling will never end.
i hope it does though,
becuase it scares me.
not feeling anything
not happiness nor happiness.
not even anger.
it makes you feel less human
and more of something evil inside
who is clawing
begging to be released.
i want to feel human again.
i want to feel anything.
happy.
sad.
mad.
envy.
anything to make me feel more human
and less like a monster.
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