Sometimes
I just run out
I feel too much
And I’m left numb
No more
Happiness
Sadness
Fear
Anger
Love
Hatred
Motivation
It just runs out
I’m left a shell of a person
I lose sight of my life
And my will to live
I push myself away from others
Until some shred of feeling returns
And I go back out
To the world
To be battered and attacked once more
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 8:59 PM UTC
Sometimes
I just run out
I feel too much
And I’m left numb
No more
Happiness
Sadness
Fear
Anger
Love
Hatred
Motivation
It just runs out
I’m left a shell of a person
I lose sight of my life
And my will to live
I push myself away from others
Until some shred of feeling returns
And I go back out
To the world
To be battered and attacked once more