Empty
Empty
I stare at a wall, trying to find a spark, an ounce of motivation to do something, anything with my life.
"You should do this" or "You should just give up this and try that!" is what I've grown up listening to.
I want to be me, but how can do that when I don't feel happy as who I am?
Nova, my oc, she is so much better than me, that's why I made her, she was supposed to be the better me, but I pulled her down with me.
I'm terrible, I'm disgusting, I'm a monster, I say. A monster who eats her own skin from her body and enjoys it.
Only a monster feels like that.
I reach out, thinking I found a spark, but in my hand, is empty air.
Who am I?
What am I?
Why am I like this?
Why can't I just be normal?
Normal...
I'm far from that word.
I'm far from anything remotely close to that.
I inhale, then exhale. Inhale, exhale, but what does it do?
Keep me alive?
Make me suffer?
I don't truly know anymore.
Will I ever know is the question without an answer.
I tighten my hands into fists, closing my eyes and gritting my teeth, soon shouting "What was I meant to do?".
Was I meant to write?
Was I meant to draw?
Was I meant to loom?
No.
I was meant to give others my happiness.
If others are happy, that means I am too, right?
Right?
...
I open my eyes, and I look to my hands.
I feel numb.
I feel...
Empty.
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I can’t help the tears that escape my numb form.
Are they tears of joy?
of sadness?
of pain, or suffering?
I go to wipe them away, but I don’t want too.
I let them drip from my face, and into my hand.
a small droplet of emotion, on a cold, numb hand.
I take another breath of air, the very thing helping me live.
I hear voices, but they aren’t scary, or taunting.
No.
They are voices of love, and support.
They are telling me I’ll be ok, that this won’t last forever.
I try to ignore it, but I can’t
I don’t want to ignore it.
I reach my hand out
hoping someone takes it
and pulls me out of this hole I’ve dug
I reach out, and I hold onto my hope.
I reach out.
Empty
I stare at a wall, trying to find a spark, an ounce of motivation to do something, anything with my life.
“You should do this” or “You should just give up this and try that!” is what I’ve grown up listening to.
I want to be me, but how can do that when I don’t feel happy as who I am?
Nova, my oc, she is so much better than me, that’s why I made her, she was supposed to be the better me, but I pulled her down with me.
I’m terrible, I’m disgusting, I’m a monster, I say. A monster who eats her own skin from her body and enjoys it.
Only a monster feels like that.
I reach out, thinking I found a spark, but in my hand, is empty air.
Who am I?
What am I?
Why am I like this?
Why can’t I just be normal?
Normal…
I’m far from that word.
I’m far from anything remotely close to that.
I inhale, then exhale. Inhale, exhale, but what does it do?
Keep me alive?
Make me suffer?
I don’t truly know anymore.
Will I ever know is the question without an answer.
I tighten my hands into fists, closing my eyes and gritting my teeth, soon shouting “What was I meant to do?”.
Was I meant to write?
Was I meant to draw?
Was I meant to loom?
No.
I was meant to give others my happiness.
If others are happy, that means I am too, right?
Right?
…
I open my eyes, and I look to my hands.
I feel numb.
I feel…
Empty.
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genuine question time. How many of you guys are 18 or younger?
I want to know how many of my children are younger than me
OK! I do this all the time! And I don’t really know why. My dad will tell me I look like some sort of dinosaur and that I need to stop doing that, but I can’t help it! I just kinda do it on habit I guess.
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