Also written in February of this year. I think I meant it as a sequal to 'Broken'... It looked messier(in a good way) on paper...

Fear

The emptiness

It will not come

Why won’t it come?!

I have

NOTHING

left.

Not even a broken shard

to cut me with

But I can’t feel

ANYTHING

now…

Not even the

Memories

That made me scream

So many times

Made me

Cry

Made me

Writhe

in pain

Can force me to

Shed a tear,

To utter a

Single sound

now…

This scares me

more than my

NIGHTMARES

ever could.