I feel nothing The current state inside my brain is trying to forget me This is not a phase Stop using that phrase My minds a face don't know whether or not this is a haze I made a mistake This house is not home But I don't feel so alone No more screaming, yelling, fighting No more crying after writing in my journal The one thing that kept me through it all Until the old dead witch decided to burn the walls That kept my tears inside of my eyes That kept me alive That's when my heart has started to die