I’m leaving.

Today I feel nothing.
I don’t know whether I’m capable of even feeling anything.
I just want to drown away into nothingness, and be there. Forever.
I never want to come up.
Because that would mean caring, loving, arguing, crying, hating.

I’m running away
Leaving my inconclusive thoughts
Leaving all the arguments in my head
Leaving my sorrows
Also leaving my happiness
I’m actually leaving myself.

Because I don’t feel like feeling anything.
What good would it do anyway?
What has to happen
Will always find a way to happen.
You like it or not.

So it’s better to leave.
Leave everything to its own devices.