SenseLess.

Sitting in the dark.
Staring into nothing.
Listening to shallow breaths.
Feeling senseless heartbeats.

In your mind, you time travel. To happier times. Happy happy happy. and your heart beats faster and then stops for a millisecond… you haven’t been happy for a long time. No reason for you to turn out like this. Except . . . one. All it takes is just one reason. YOU.

Because you made the choice. It was your decision. You had multiple choices. And of all the choices, you end up with this one. You wanted in. And now you want out. Regret gnaws at your empty soul.

And you’re back here again.
Sitting in the dark.
Staring into nothing.
Listening to shallow breaths.
Feeling senseless heartbeats.

You like the dark. No one can see you cry in the dark. If they don’t see you, you feel perhaps they can’t see your pain… your shame… you. Falling apart.

You like blank walls. Shields you from the world. Symbolizes something new. Maybe you can make something out of it. Or maybe the answers just might write themselves on these blank walls.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Hell. You’re alive. but why.

Your heart beats. For whom? For what? Or is it – – – what for?

And it hurts. And all you can do is hope or wish or pray… that somebody or something… or anything… saves you.