untiled #1

I am uninspired
since there’s nothing transpiring.

words escape me
I battle a fading memory
fleeting time and
unsettled emotions

I know not how to express myself
and everything seems to have come to a head
and true to form I’ve begin running
unable to stop
yet standing still

I feel completely unoriginal
nothing’s authentic
and the pain I feel for you?
no different.

you’re nothing different.
because I simply feel indifferent.

my inability to believe in me,
my inability to have faith in me
arise from you.

I no longer know me
I have no idea why I’m here
why life’s path brought me here
I can’t handle this.

constantly hurt
always used
naivety always fooling me.
only deception and trickery befriending me.
now doubting myself
I have given up.

with nothing left to give
all I wanted was a friend
but they too seem to be fleeting – true emotions hard to come by.
- - lexy.


p.s. the numbers ARE sequential, I just post the poetry out of order (meaning I wrote this one before I wrote the one previously posted).