it's all i know.

[imascarymonster]

i should feel something, anything.
some twinge of anger,
some sting of pain,
some burst of happiness,
but i feel nothing.

he called me a slut, and i felt nothing. he told me he would leave, and i felt nothing. she said no, and i felt nothing. he told me i'm beautiful, and i felt nothing. she said it wouldn't be fun without me, and i felt nothing. i just got a fucking beautiful digital camera and i feel nothing.

what's wrong with me?
all i feel is reserved and alone and that's not true at all.

i don't feel a damn thing anymore.
i'm worse off then my own poem.