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The Worst Feeling

October 2, 2015
By SheepMuffles GOLD, Farmington Hills, Michigan
SheepMuffles GOLD, Farmington Hills, Michigan
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I think the worst thing you could ever feel

Is the feeling of emptiness

When you're so sad but you just can't cry

And fall into a deep, dark abyss

 

Of wondering why you were ever born

Or why you hate yourself so much

Why the world won't slow down for you

When everything's such a huge rush

 

And you sit there, in a big blue vastness

Curled up, huddled to stay whole

Missing any sort of feeling at this point

From pain to happiness to fear- you just miss it all

 

To try and cope you watch sad things

And lull yourself with sad music

In hopes that maybe, for once

You'll feel your pruned fingertips again

 

You cut your wrists wide open

Maybe crying skin will bring about crying eyes

Drip drip drop; all goes down the drain

It never works, but it helps to try

 

However

 

Everything's gone numb to you now 

Hands and feet asleep and they disappear

Chemicals missing so emotions fade

Empty about things you must held dear

 

So nothing really matters anymore

Whether your wrists are wide open

Or are on the edge of your deathbed

Because you're tired of the way things have "always" been

 

Screams and cries and wails are heard

As others call from the abyss too

So you dust yourself off and stand up

And look around you too

Others are suffering too

With drippy drop skin

Blank slates where fake grins had been

It starts to make sense then

That maybe it's not a solo ase

That you're not a crazy case

That it's just not the case

That help isn't a whole basket case

Just in case

Hold on to your hats

Because if it reels you in from the deep waters

(Cases aren't common, all like that)

You're gonna wanna keep your eyes safe

From the sudden burst of emotions

As they beam down at you

And welcome you back in

To the world among others

Where you can finally win

As tears and giggles roll down in waves

As anger and disgust stab the enemy

As your whole world emerges from the waters

From the empty abyss

Where everything went amiss

And where to help, nobody bothers

 

And maybe

Those who are still amidst the abyss' ceiling

Could be pulled back up to the surface

By the veteran of hell who knows that help is worth it


The author's comments:

I've been going through a lot of struggles on my own, and this is writing about a scenario I thought about, as if someone asked me what the worst feeling in the world was. I've been in this situation, where I've actually hurt myself due to numbness. I have yet to be yanked to the surface of my emptiness, but I've tried my hardest to help others come up.


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