Feel
Originally published at Habitación de Miri. You can comment at Whispered Needs or there.
I don’t feel like talking. Maybe that’s the problem.
I can’t even feel anymore. I’m numb. Desperately numb.
Tears are running through my face, and I can’t stop them.
I don’t care. It’s not worth it. I’m not worthy.
Why didn’t I jump off that bridge when I got the chance?
Always a coward.
What am I doing here? Why am I here?
I don’t know. I thought I knew, but I was wrong.
Perhaps there’s no place for me here, or there… or wherever.
Is that the way we all feel?
Surrounded by people and yet, so alone.
Everything is empty, like my heart.
I bet there’s not even blood.
That’s the reason I can’t feel.
It’s gotta be. I’m so tired of pretending.
I shouldn’t. It’s foolish and it doesn’t matter.
Nobody notices anyway.
Always invisible…