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weepingwillow tree

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

45 poems·Since September 2019

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Empty

September 28, 2019

I feel numb inside

Detached from myself and everything around me

No amount of love or comfort

Could thaw this heart of mine.

 

I feel like a ghost

Existing in a world I don't want to live in

Going through the motions of life

But not really living.

 

I don't feel anything

I don't feel love, happiness, joy, excitement

I don't feel pain

I don't feel the sadness i'm so used to.

 

I'm watching as my life moves on without me

The world spinning in circles

But im no longer a part of it

I'm nothing more than a lost drifting soul.

 

Watching as my feet hit the pavement

Hearing the dull thud

But I can't feel it

I'm completely dead inside. 

 

For so long ive wanted nothing more than to be rid of this pain

But without it I have nothing

It was the last thing I had left

And now it is gone.

 

I'm dragging a blade through my skin 

trying desperately to feel something, anything.

 

Im curling up on the cold ground

A broken, empty thing. 

 
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