A Mysterious Emotion
I don't know why my spirits sleeping,
I don't know why my interests are slowly fading,
Or the reason why I stay in bed,
Or why I love to dwell alone.
Others consider my state as something suicidal,
But what was that it after all?
It's like my heart was made of hollow.
Now where was it's gleam and glamour?
It wasn't anger. It wasn't sadness.
All I felt what numbness.
And yet I smile brightly,
Even if I didn't feel the sunshine deeply.
Can somebody tell me what is this feeling?
-PjS
2019-07-21 15:14:42
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