Feel Nothing

At times I feel nothing.

Nothing at all.

Every minute my mind tells me to fuck off, get on with your own life.

Because the next day, I would have to carry the burden of so many feelings where I know they won’t last anyways.

At times I feel nothing.

Nothing at all.

No tear, no smile, no anger, no laugh.
A numb me.
A dumb me.

I choose to feel it that way.
May be it is for the best for the day.

A saturation point where I need to be with me.
A recycling of own self.
Is the way I would like you to perceive.

Thank you for reading. Hope you liked it.

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Impressive about me is my eagerness to try everything. Self Motivation is a fixed gear of my creativity vehicle provoking me to dance to the tune of optimism. Yoga and books are the two transducers of this victim which have helped to be straightforward and open minded. Improvement is the second gear which is under construction and will always be undergoing changes simultaneously achieving different goals. There are other supporting gears with less of speed more of energy. This is KRITIKA 🙂

2 thoughts on “Feel Nothing

  1. A great piece full of a St and passion. It’s so difficult feeling empty, because within we all want to feel, even if it’s the full spectrum of emotions. At least then we will feel alive.

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