2 a.m

2 a.m

I’m in my bed again

My head rests against the pillow

Another tear breaks from my eye

But I’m not flinched

For all I know

I’m unbothered

I ask my heart

Does it hurt?

Giving your everything to someone

And being told

You don’t know how to love?

I ask my hands

Don’t you feel numb

Being bare and empty

And being asked if you ever really did have the heart to give anything at all?

And then I turn to my soul and ask

Do you feel mislaid

Belonging somewhere else

But being trapped in my trifling body?

And to my surprise

My soul doesn’t respond

But it doesn’t remain quiet too

Y’know how that works?

For When I look closely

It isn’t even with me

Scared and overwhelmed of my miseries

My soul has left me for good

No wonder I’m numb

No wonder I’m unbothered

Another tear breaks from my eye

And I hope

This will be the last one tonight

Tear after tear

Yet I hope against hope.

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