I Feel Null

I think.
I just think
that I should write
what I feel

but I feel ...
that there's no feeling in my being,

or at least,

I think,
that there is no feel,
no sentiment in me.

You see, I feel null.
I feel blah. I feel meh.

if you know what I mean...

because I think
that I should feel alright
or at the very least, I think
that should feel fine,
yet fine feels unlike me;
And Me feels - Dry
like my mouth,
like the skin that dehydrates
after a long hot bath
with salts
that pour from eyes

in the tub
at midnight
with candlelights
that burn anger
from heart;
that melt stress
from spine,
from neck
to toes
while flickering hopes
with bubbles that explode
one at a time
as fingers
reach higher
and higher
for a soap,

while legs bend forward
to push my body upward,
to stand up and unclog
sadness away once and for all.

That's how I feel.

Dry

but mainly

Null,

Blah,

Meh:

like I showered in hot temperament,
in boiling water.
Like if my skin is aching
as if is reaching for a towel

but I don't need one.

I just need clothes. I just need garments.
I just need to dress with courage,
To walk into my room
grab my keys by the chain
and drive my life into the world

while being unafraid to crash into society.

Written by: L.L.

i like reading this one with this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jv_bM5LyocQ