Apathy II: A Faceless Curse
I lost my face when my heart stopped working.
Look at me,
What do you see?
Apathy‐
I'm sorry, but I'm not
I wish I could be sorry
But, I kind of like being numb
I wish I could care
But, I'm just done
I've been hurt too many times before
So it's only fair,
That my heart doesn't work anymore‐
My only love is to flirt with death
We dance together around the pieces of my heart
Our expressionless laughter will last forever
Apathy's faceless curse collects the shards of my heart
The emptiness, this is my favorite part
It might just look rehearsed, but it's not
I'm sorry, but I'm not
And, I'm not the first that can't be,
That privilege, to be sorry-
Was taken from me,
Replaced with a faceless curse
Now only what can be seen is the worst
Look at me,
What do you see?
Apathy‐
I'm sorry, but I'm not
I can't be-
About the Creator
Josh Morgan
I began writing as a means of expressing creativity, relieving stress, and venting emotions. I mention my daily battle with mental health a lot, I hope it is relatable and inspiring to readers, as writing is something I'm passionate about.
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Keep reading
More stories from Josh Morgan and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments (2)
Your poem captures the struggle and complexity of navigating apathy and its impact on one's emotional landscape, thank you very much for sharing, love your works, hope to read more, subscribed.
We have all been there - with love relationships and friendships. Great poem!