...Cleansed

By SolApathy

Echo of emotions that cannot be spoken
Feelings that can’t find words
Yet in my own mind they are heard
Deep introspection of times cruel reflections
Looking to the past of a moment that didn’t last
Desperately try to sear the memory in my mind
In that moment, may I hide?
Escaping the reality of all that has turned to dust
A consequence of the empathy I once shared
I was too nice she once said
The twisted realization a needle in my mind
Stabbing deep
Eradicating all that was kind
Breaking me far beyond the broken I knew
Twisting my soul into darkness
Through and through
Now I stand before your eyes
A shell of someone you once recognized
The drugs emptied my being 
Cleansed my soul
Left nothing except an empty essence
With no emotional
…Presence

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Published on Tuesday, May 9, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Emptiness holds far more horrors then this world could ever create...
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  • Drea On Tuesday, May 9, 2017, Drea (1512)By person wrote:

    This was painful. It felt all to real. You always have away of hitting the right nerve.


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