I am no more

What does it matter?
To any one really....
My life is just that
what is it worth?
I sometimes wonder
would I be missed?
For me.
Just for who I am...
Or would it be
for what I have done?
For what gets done
Often I wonder
Who I am really...
So many questions
I ask myself
Why I do the things
that I do....
Will the emptiness in me
Be filled with something else
Will I ever care again?
Because I don’t
Will I ever feel the emotion
of love again?
Because I believe there is none
I feel numb inside
nothing
empty
and I laugh just to hear what
happiness used to sound like...
I look at myself in the mirror...
And wonder where I went...
Who I thought I was
I am no more...
So it’s ssdd...same shit different day..on with the show, get the ball rolling and the servant shall serve....
A smile on her face, eyes vacant, throat dry...just going through the motions of life