poesia

my emotions are strangers

my emotions are strangers

im hyperventilating, but i feel nothing

my eyes are dry.

im on the verge of tears, but nothings surfacing

my eyes are dry.

everything is built up inside of me and there’s no room left, but i can’t release

my eyes are dry.

I sit in silence as i feel everything eat me alive, my mind tells me i’d be too vulnerable if I cry

my eyes are dry.

i want to scream, shout, yell at the top of a building “it’s all your fault” you made me like this

my eyes are dry.

you broke me, my mind isn’t working how it should

it should express emotion, be able to use its words, be it’s own person, yet here I am

my eyes are dry.

there’s no fixing this, im utterly and completely broken