You messaged me today
I listened to what you had to say
My heart didn't hurt
You didn't try to flirt
You apologized to me
And said you'd like to see...
You'd like to see me and catch up
I said okay
I could talk to you today
Is this healing
Because I have no feeling
I have no feelings left for you

It’s so easy to talk to a screen
To write little poems and complain about ****
Because we don’t know who’s listening
And nobody knows who’s talking

Most days, I feel numb
numb enough to see life for what it is
numb enough to get tired of most people

Most days, I feel burdened
burdened i don't feel anymore for anyone or anything
burdened that i reflect at my mistakes day after day

Most days, I simply just wander
wander and get lost in my mind till i feel it's abyss
wander till I feel emptiness and nothingness

Most days, I hear voices
of the people who used to matter to me
of my past self lying to those i once loved

Most days, things don't matter
whether i feel something or not
whether it's the sound of people or the earth resonating
most days are like everyday

You don't know
What hell is
The way
I do

I do
The weight
What help is
I don't know