Tagged as: Sometimes we feel nothing. poem. I wrote this.

Sometimes we feel nothing.

The pit of your stomach feels lower than usual.

Your mind feels less active than usual.

You feel like you could sleep longer than usual.

Low,Low,Deep

Further and further down your emotion sink, like a child with no arm bans.

Further and further you let yourself go, not into freedom but into more bondage.

And you just stay, like your meant to be that way.

Your heart begins to gain weight rock bottom you have hit

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