Why do I not feel anything?
Not hope, not failure, not pain
Just a hollow emptiness
And the possibility I may be insane
Why do I not feel anything?
Not a plan, nor a path, nor a goal
It's frightening to know I want nothing
To imagine I may have no soul
Why do I not feel anything?
No hate, no love, not a care
Why is my life but a shadow
Of a being that is actually not there?
Why do I not feel anything?
Is it something I did long before?
If I could feel, would I feel hate or love
Tearing away at my core?
But I just feel nothing
I move through life without thought
Leaving destruction in my wake
Not feeling the shame that I ought
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Xanthe Mattheys
I'm a middle-aged mom from Sunny South Africa. I am trying to find my way in this crazy world and find positivity and meaning in my everyday life. I've always enjoyed writing and hopefully can find a platform here.
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