Apathetic

by Samantha   Feb 24, 2012


Yell at me I don't care,
Honestly there's nothing alive in this stare,
Hollowed out and frozen cold,
I'm sure you don't mean to shout, but your hate it bold,
What's it matter anyway?
The laughter we shared chose to fade,
I see you're angry and almost red,
It doesn't phase me, I might as well be dead,
You reach in and grab my heart,
You've done this before and tore it apart,
A confused look irrupts on your face,
There's no heart for you to stake,
You slam the door as you run out on me,
Typical, it's happening alot lately,
Hours pass and the rooms gotten dark,
Doesn't matter my spirits far,
I'll just wait here for the old me to come back,
I'll just wait here for the care I lack.

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