Emptiness

Why this emptiness...

When I’m surrounded by friends?

Why this desperate need that I feel?

For love...?

For what?

I don’t even know!

I want

to cry...

to scream...

to die...

but will that change anything?

Will that make any difference?

Why am I living...

when I feel that

it would be better

to be dead...

To be unfeeling?

Is this what life is for?

To get hurt?

To get heartbroken?

Is life worth living

if everytime

I climb out of a hole

I fall into another one...

freshly dug

by my enemies...

by people in general...

unfeeling

animals?

And is life worth living

when that self-esteem

and confidence

that I had

so carefully

built around myself…

to protect me

is shattered in one blow

with only a couple of words

maybe even a look?

A couple of words?

“Is that enough?” you ask?

Yes, I tell you.

A couple of words

from someone I loved

who I foolishly thought

loved me back…

Yes, my dear…

a couple of words

are enough!

People may say I’ve changed…

I guess…

I have,

in a way…

But don’t worry,

my sweeties…

I think…

I will learn to love again…

A/N: Dedicated to my friends who have supported and still are supporting me though this difficult time. Thanks sweeties!