Cold & Dead
I have felt pain too many times that I have merely lost the the ability to feel. As if I was stripped of this power, of this emotion. Instead I sit in the dark feeling out of place, like something is wrong with me.
I hate it, I fucking hate it, I cant seem to give a shit anymore, all it is, is emptiness that subsides upon my restless heart. I cant feel anything, I am immune. When I say I give a shit about you I am probably lying… not because I want but I wish I did give a shit about you so I pretend to but the truth is, I am empty inside, I am.
I feel soo left out of everything, like I need help, like something is missing maybe part of my soul or all of it. Maybe I am going insane. I hate it, I stand there trying to find a way to care, I dig deep upon my heart and I keep digging but all I find are cut up pieces of emotion and nothing but dust…. Nothing but dust.
So I guess here I am.. telling the world my secret, the mystery secret of me. I am spewing out the secret of me just like that and no solution will still found. I will still be a broken boy with broken emotions and a cold heart and you will all know my secret and you will all still not understand. I guess to understand you would need to understand my full story but you see that wont happen because I frankly dont care.
I dont care because my heart is dead. It still beats but there is no echos.. its just dead and now you know
