Feelings, feelings, where did they go?

I want to feel, to care, to love

an absence

my laughter false, I wish to feel

Death, Death, a heavy weight

but no tears

I can’t Quite breath when I think about him

but no tears

a heavy weight on my chest,

but no tears

I hear my sister sobbing

songing the praises of crying

I sit in my room, heavy

but no tears.

- - -

“I had friend once”

I burst into tears

”This story hasn't ended yet, Kim Dokja”

Sadness innumerable

why is it that fiction

hurts more than reality

Extreme Apathy

apathy-the absence of an emotion

extreme-the highest version of something

oxymoron-a contradictory statement

all that I feel, I feel extreme

including apathy

but I’m getting better

”you can’t compare the bad days to you’re good days”

”You have to compare your bad days to how they used to be”

”and they’re better”