Past

someone call a doctor something is wrong.
That emotion organ is my body is gone!



I didn’t know you could be jittery and numb at the same time. I didn’t know you could feel a constant anxiety buzz but still be completely empty.
I didn’t know you could cut yourself and not flinch.

I used to take being sad for granted.
Granted, back then I thought it was bad.
Now I’d giving anything to be sad.

Everything feels boring.
The days go by, but I’d be fine without them happening at all.
I’m starting to feel this everyday.

Is there a point?
What I am here to do?
It feels like everything worth doing is through.

Everyone will die eventually, so what’s the point of living?
I used to want to be a therapist.
Now I just think, if everyone will die someday, it doesn’t matter if they hurt.

Someone tell me the point.
Of humans in general.
It feels so stupid.

The days happen really fast.
Before I know it, today is the past.
Everything’s racing by.

I do nothing with my days.
I feel like I’m in a daze.
I’m frozen, watching the world move.