Almost everything so empty
Funny that it ain't loud
One is full
Full of nothing
Quiet that mind can't articulate no words
and heart can't set straight it's feelings
It's only tears saying no words nor showing feelings
It feels like the end of everything
You might think it's the end of everything
Self not cooperating
Mind zoned out
Heart tired to feel anything
All three took me to a place of provocation.
Wait!That was not the plan
It was was supposed to be a place of appeasement
The quietness brings loneliness
It's not like am scared to be alone...
It ain't like that
Maybe...it is
I don't think this place is for me
Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 6:33 AM UTC
Almost everything so empty
Funny that it ain't loud
One is full
Full of nothing
Quiet that mind can't articulate no words
and heart can't set straight it's feelings
It's only tears saying no words nor showing feelings
It feels like the end of everything
You might think it's the end of everything
Self not cooperating
Mind zoned out
Heart tired to feel anything
All three took me to a place of provocation.
Wait!That was not the plan
It was was supposed to be a place of appeasement
The quietness brings loneliness
It's not like am scared to be alone...
It ain't like that
Maybe...it is
I don't think this place is for me
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