I wish I lacked empathy.
I don’t want to feel.
I don’t want to see signs.
I don’t want to be real.
One minute, I’m fine—
then my soul explodes in my chest.
I wish I didn’t see that.
But I did. And now, no rest.
I wish I could shrug,
say “that’s not my concern,”
but every flicker of pain
Causes my stomach to hurt.
I notice the silence,
the shift in your tone—
there's nothing in your voice
It's all I think about alone.
This is why I'm standoffish and stick to just me
There's no ache in loneliness
At least not the kind that stings
Maybe I'll make friends but that feels like betrayal
These self imposed rules- a safe fortress failure
I wish I didn’t feel
At least not to this extent
My day was going so good
But I ruined it again