have you ever felt stuck?
stuck in between nowhere.
you’re just place in the middle of an empty ongoing black room.
unable to move.
in the middle of nowhere.
to be found in nothingness.
to be lost in a void.
as i lay on my bed and the days move on by, i feel lifeless with every breath that i breathe.
it’s a torture of silence,
because silence speaks loudly.
it screams at me with rage.
i lay on this queen sized bed motionless with every toss and turn.
i do not feel a single thing.
like time has made my heart stop ticking.
it’s dried up and hollow,
as i morn for myself to be me again.
why do my tears overflow with sorrow,
but my entire heart is unused?
it’s very controversial,
but i am stuck in the middle of nowhere
with a heart that is unable to be found.
laying here on a queen size bed
and nothing but an emotionless cry for help.