Indifferent

I feel indifferent.

Not ecstatic, per say,

To where the skies seem to be bluer

And colors all seem to be more vibrant.

But not sad either;

Where everything is coated in thick, unbreakable darkness

And I cannot escape.

Instead I feel...

Nothing.

Everything is in various grays,

I don't have any stirring emotions.

No perverted impulses that are my calling card.

I am simply floating like dust in the air.

The only unbreakable emotions I can sense within me are

Hopelessness

And a strong sense of being trapped.

But I don't have any desire to break it.

I am fairly certain this is what depression is

But since it is not hurting anyone but me

I will not really mention it.

It will be pushed back,

Left to fester and ferment

Like a corpse in the ground.

As long as no one else is harmed, it is fine.

I gave up truly caring about my emotional well being

Long, long ago.