So, this emptiness inside of me. It's trying to consume all that I used to be. All I'm asking is to feel again. All I'm asking is to care again.
So, I'm trying to rebuild my heart. This pile of junk is just the start. All I'm asking is to want again. All I'm asking is to love again.
So, this apathy is getting rather boring. My head and my heart keep warring. All I'm asking is to see again. All I'm asking is to will again.
Who needs depression and angst? I don't want that (I don't want that). Feeling nothing isn't much better.
I'm not used to this heart being so. Broken and empty (broken and empty). I hope you know I'm trying to love you.
This is a poem I wrote earlier in the year, before writers block hit me, hahaha. I don't think it's that great, I just sat down and wrote it, my english teacher at the time very much so disagreed with me and thought it was awesome :). Mine, please don't take it.