Time
I'm empty....there's a numbness where my heart used to be.My thoughts are fuzzy and don't connect,my whole body feels bloated and stretched.
My laughter,my tears, my everyday movements are forced,fake and unnatural.
Can't pinpoint what's going on inside of me,can't even explain the nothingness.
I just want to sit in this chair and never have to feel,think,decide,be again.
Just let the pictures play in my mind and not be touched by any of them.
Let time tick on....till it's as distant and as silent as I am.
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