numb

depression weighs in,
yet you feel hollow
made out of nothing
not even the air cares
and even the walls don’t
stare back into your stare
where is that switch
you try to find it
where is the pin
you try to find it
even the crush of
skin, bones, and heart
in all different directions
wouldn’t be enough
to separate the lonely
numbness of a soul
sifted through helplessness,
nearly long gone
with no where to go
in particular

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: detonate

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