Apathy

I don't feel like writing today

please go away, I've nothing to say

I don't feel like writing today.

My heart has gone and disappeared

doesn't strike me as weird, just as I feared

just simply gone and disappeared

I'm left with nothing to feel,

it seems so unreal, my chest cold as steel,

it doesn't even hurt to not feel

My soul's silence echoes no plea

I'm no longer me, he's gone off to flee

too distant to echo his plea

and the silence longs for no sound

I've gone all around, and all I have found

historical references to the beauty of sound

my body longs to be still

it has had its fill, no longer finds thrill

and now wants to rest and be still

and the world ever calls out so

still you must go, you're moving to slow

Oh, how I wish it weren't so.