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Jul 2018
Only silence, nothing to fill this depressing void.
Funny is it not?

How emotions are nothing more than a marionette, to be thrown and tossed without a care.

You carved into me, made me feel safe and settled.
That you would only listen to my head, never my heart.
Care is what I gave you.

I was simply given in-return the gift of nothing
It whispered to me; Leave.

I couldn't, and wouldn't yet I felt the urge to leave
this nightmare I could never wake up from.

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