No Longer

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I no longer feel anything. It's as if my heart has simply vanished. It abandoned me, no longer being able to suffer through the endless pain. 

I no longer can think about things that matter. My mind is lost. Wondering around a vast land of nothingness.

I no longer remember how life should be. I know it was better than this. My memories seem to be rotting away in a pit of death.

I no longer have any dreams. All my happiness has faded. Now there's nothing, but looming nightmares crawling and feeding on my soul.

I no longer care for anything. The world around me is empty. All reasons for life have been stripped away from me.

I no longer feel safe. My walls are completely broken. I'm vulnerable to the ongoing threat of those around me.

I no longer have a purpose in life. My uselessness is growing. Why should I strive to better the world  when it has destroyed me?

I no longer have any hope. There is no need for that. Nothing can stop my life from slowly fading into the background.

I am lost. Nothing, but a shattered existence. My spirit is screaming in agony begging to be freed from this endless turmoil.

I am alone. Striving for some sort of acceptance. The darkness is viciously tearing through the remnants of my soul.

What am I left to do? Am I even real? There is nothing for me. I am gone. Thrown away by this unforgiving world. I'm nothing, but dust flowing in the wind. This is the truth, isn't it?

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