Heartless

Heartless

A Poem by Midnight_muse

I'm used to getting let down
I'm used to giving it my all and getting nothing in return
But when did giving 80 percent start becoming the new 100?
When did the little things start becoming so difficult? 
As I lie here, no energy left to keep going,
I find myself heartless.
Heartless to do what I once was able to do without thought
Soulless to continue with anything, really.
Too numb to continue
Too weary to move on

© 2017 Midnight_muse


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Added on May 1, 2017
Last Updated on May 1, 2017