Nov 2016
Sometimes when I think
About people struggling
Pushed to the brink
I feel nothing
This isn't anything old
All I feel is cold
Emotion is fleeting
Happiness absent
Despair receding
My mind stagnant
Soul has been sold
All I feel is cold
Nothing is what's left
Gone are life's sparks
But I am not dead yet
A walking corpse
Emptiness uncontrolled
All I feel is cold
About people struggling
Pushed to the brink
I feel nothing
This isn't anything old
All I feel is cold
Emotion is fleeting
Happiness absent
Despair receding
My mind stagnant
Soul has been sold
All I feel is cold
Nothing is what's left
Gone are life's sparks
But I am not dead yet
A walking corpse
Emptiness uncontrolled
All I feel is cold
Nena
Talking about how it feels to be emotionally detached. This poem is not how I always feel, so I hope no one worries. Just enjoy or do that head nod thing where you're like "I get you man".
Talking about how it feels to be emotionally detached. This poem is not how I always feel, so I hope no one worries. Just enjoy or do that head nod thing where you're like "I get you man".
