I want to scream
I want to cry

My voice still can't reach you
My tears won't come out
Why is that?

Could it possible that I've worn myself out?
Like it never worked.
My throat is aching so much

It badly needs to shout your name

My eyes are still swelling
It can't give off liquids
It felt so dry, inside and out
Like when summer does in the fields
Slowly trying to evaporate

Until nothing is left

Is this emptiness?

I just stop thinking
Stop moving
Felt like I can't change anything anyway,
why bother, right?
I even stop listening
I just do what I want
On my own little world
Forget about what doesn't matter
What doesn't concern me

And at the end of the day,
Surely, nothing surprises me
If I end up with nothing.
Nothing to offer.

And nothing to lose anymore.

I've given up a long time ago.
Because, I guess, I've been dried up.

-Levianel