I’m not empty.
It’s not that I don’t feel anything.
The exact opposite.
I feel so much.
So much I get desensitized to my own emotions.
They flow around like water in every corner of my body.
Mixing in with my blood until there is no cell untouched.
It used to be a gentle lake.
But now It’s an ocean.
So all I can do is sit here and pretend that I’m a puddle.
Just like everyone else.
Sep 27, 2019
Sep 27, 2019 at 9:56 PM UTC
I’m not empty.
It’s not that I don’t feel anything.
The exact opposite.
I feel so much.
So much I get desensitized to my own emotions.
They flow around like water in every corner of my body.
Mixing in with my blood until there is no cell untouched.
It used to be a gentle lake.
But now It’s an ocean.
So all I can do is sit here and pretend that I’m a puddle.
Just like everyone else.