The Feeling of Nothing

November 12, 2009
By Anonymous

The face I always knew is no longer. I can't even remember the last time you genuinely smiled at me.
These sullen hazel eyes see nothing but those luminous, joyful eyes of yours slowly change into the ebony black they are now.
My soft multicolored pillow muffles the screams that I can't keep in.
They escape with such fierceness and determination I just lay there, cringing at the thought of the you I knew for so long being gone.
A strange numbness overcomes me, not even receiving a fight.
You have to remind me to thank you some day.
The new mischievious, angry and hothead personality you developed in effect to your undeniable pain grant me the relaxing feeling of sleep.
All thanks to that and my feeling of nothing.

The author's comments:
I got bored. I felt tired and just decided to put something sad, disturbing and mysterious together. Ha.

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