Numbness.
Pain.
Opposite ends of a spectrum
Yet still they walk hand in hand.
Dead to the world;
Slowly dying from its torturous ways.
Emptiness
Filling you to the brim.
Loneliness
Your only friend and ally.
Misery
Your only familiar comfort.
Perhaps pain is numbness,
Numbness to all joy and satisfaction.
Age 20
Pain.
Opposite ends of a spectrum
Yet still they walk hand in hand.
Dead to the world;
Slowly dying from its torturous ways.
Emptiness
Filling you to the brim.
Loneliness
Your only friend and ally.
Misery
Your only familiar comfort.
Perhaps pain is numbness,
Numbness to all joy and satisfaction.
Age 20