August 3, 2017

I hate feeling empty

I hate not knowing why I feel so hollow inside

I hate not being able to fill the gaping hole that takes refuge in my chest

I know that's not something I can do for myself

or that someone can do for me

so this feeling

This godawful feeling envelopes my insides.

pressing against my ribcage

until my breathes become shallow and rapid

My eyelids grow heavy yet never seem to close and I am left staring out the window in hopes of my life not seeming so fleeting

Change is the only constant in my life

Goosebumps form in their cold nervous extremities 

lightning cracks beneath my skin

Thunder echoes continuously throughout my mind

and I wonder how much longer this emptiness will endure within me.

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