Apathy
it creeps in slowly, not with a crash, not with a scream, but with silence, that wraps around my thoughts. they ask me what’s wrong, but I don’t feel enough, to answer, to care, to even try. it’s not that I’m broken, not that I’m hurt, I just don’t feel, anything, anymore. the world spins on, but I stand still, lost in a void, where nothing touches me, where nothing matters, and I wonder, if I’ll ever feel, anything, again.
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