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The Worst Feeling
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

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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.