IS IT ALRIGHT TO FEEL NOTHING WHEN I SEE MYSELF?
WHEN I SEE THE STATE I'VE PUT MYSELF IN, AM I SUPPOSED TO FEEL
GUILT?
SADNESS?
SHAME?
ALTHOUGH MY HANDS SHAKE AND MY HEART FALLS TO THE FLOOR, I CONTINUE TO FEEL NOTHING.
ON BETTER DAYS (ARE THEY REALLY BETTER?)
A QUICK GLIMPSE IN THE MIRROR WOULD BRING FORWARD FEELINGS OF DISGUST.
BUT ON THESE DAYS AND NIGHTS, I CONTINUE TO FEEL NOTHING.
I KEEP LOOKING, BUT THERE IS NOTHING THERE.
A FACE, A BODY PERHAPS.
ON BETTER DAYS (ARE THEY?), I WOULD QUESTION THINGS.
CAN I BE LOVED?
WILL I MAKE IT THROUGH THIS NEXT COUPLE OF SECONDS?
NOTHING.
A FACE, A BODY.