Skin clung around my bones like an itchy sweater. Nerves on fire with anticipation. I have been around myself long enough to know I cannot be alone much longer. Drowned in emotions too often to know that this dull indifference is just the calm before the storm.
You have robbed me of everything. Of my best friend, of my family, of my faith and trust, of love. And now you have thieved me of my emotions. I am an empty shell, body aching from longing. I do not want to cry because I am not sad. I do not wish to yell because I am not angry. Yet I cannot smile because I am neither happy. I do not speak because I have no words to say to you. I wasted them begging you not to leave the first time.
I am unsure if this is of content, for I've never experienced it. All I know is nothing scares me more than myself. What I am capable of doing when I have nothing to lose when the storm arrives.