Plunged Existence

Sometimes you feel things, really deep things, you don't really know what it is, it seems as if the whole world just stopped moving, you don't feel like doing anything, just want to sit in a corner alone with yourself, isolated with your thoughts. Broken feelings appear on your face, whatever they are. A heart full of scars, shabby, with a dagger plunged deep inside. There is this hollow feeling inside you, you feel empty. Just an empty vessel which makes noise when struck. Your heart which once felt things, has now turned into a lifeless organ, just a piece of stale dead meat, that's it.

~ v.s