take it

go ahead,

take it.

i have no use for it.

my numb body and brain don't care.

i can't feel a fucking thing.

so go ahead,

use it to your selfish needs.

use me.

because i can't feel a damn thing,

and it'd be nice to feel something again.

this sadness and worthlessness i feel

consumes my entire being.

yet you only ignore it.

i thought we could go back to what once was,

but you're obviously ahead of the game and have forgotten

the hand holding,

laying on my couch,

and the silence that made me feel so..

not alone.

but now this silence haunts me.

it screams into my ears,

"you fucked up"

and claws at my eyes

and stabs at my heart when i begin to feel again.

so i shut it all out.

will i ever get to come back?

will i see light in this darkness?

i scream for help,

but no one seems to hear.

you certainly don't.

so go ahead,

take it.

i don't have a use for it.