Not Really The Prompt

Pain, suffocating gripping at my heart dragging it down in an endless abiss.

Tears flow from my heart but my eyes are dry.

I want to cry. I can’t.


It feels as if I were merely a spectator as life walks past and I feel useless. As if the world is coming in and I can’t do anything to stop its


And the best part is, I don’t even care. Not anymore.

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