Luxuries that only make you realize their worth, punishing you, averting their head from your direction when you take them so carelessly for granted
I guess feelings have feelings too.
Then there is hopelessness, sadness, insecurity, waiting for their turn to get attention
Waiting for their time when we would embrace them warmly. Mark them a part of us.
Petting them, nurturing them, feeding them our soul, which those parasitic feelings devour
But the cruelest is numbness
The narcissist
That needs all the attention for itself
It shoves everyone off the couch
Putting its cold arms around you
Wanting you for itself and only itself.
As you drown in the abyss that gradually prevails and conquers.
Spreading through your whole body
Where not even tears flow
Limbs not allowed to move
Eyes daring not to blink
As you keep lying with numbness as your sole, selfish companion
and the whole world vanishes