For the first time in these three months
I feel empty.

For the first time in these three months
I am a shell.

For the first time in these three months
I have no light left in me.

For the first time in these three months
I feel hurt by the person
And not the situation.

For the first time in these three months
I feel everything inside,
But I am physically incapable to showing it.
Numb.
Pathetic.

I try to cry.
No tears.

I try to laugh.
No sound.

I try to scream.
No whisper.

I try to destroy.
No will.

For the first time in these three months,
I've given up on myself.
There is no more hope inside.
Just darkness.
And I don't even care.

I don't care about a **** thing.

If you see me,
Let me know.
For I cannot see myself.
I am a ghost.
I am invisible.
I am nothing.
I am gone.