Everything just feels numb… nothing feels real anymore…
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I walk around Ponyville with my friends, staring at the ground. We had just finished a fun day of activities, but it was all the same to me. Nothing feels the same way as it did before. Everypony was laughing and having a great time while I just continued staring at the ground. We quickly approached my house. I walked up the steps as I waved to my friends plastering a fake smile on my face. Once I shut the door, it fell off.
I slid against it sitting on the floor, plopping my head down on the ground as I just stare at the wall. Tears fall from my eyes as I just lay there as they roll down my cheeks. I didn’t care if the impact with the floor hurt, nothing matters anyway if nothing feels real.
Pain isn’t real. Love isn’t real. Joy isn’t real. Sorrow isn’t real. Nothing is real anymore…
I slowly get up, the pain in my body becoming overwhelming as I begin to walk to my kitchen. I opened the fridge, finding nothing to eat so I just walked into my room and tucked myself into bed early, staring at the ceiling. I layed there for what felt like hours, just staring as the tears rolled down my face.
I then turned to my nightstand, opened the drawer, and found a knife. I pulled it out, bringing it close to my coat. I slowly slid the knife against my skin as the blood began to bubble up and slide down my hoof. I didn’t even wince or react, almost as if the pain wasn’t even there. I then sat the knife down and grabbed the bandages and bandaged myself up. I didn’t even clean the wound cause I didn’t care if it got infected.
I laid back down on my back, staring at the ceiling once more, tears streaming down my face.
I just feel so numb that I don’t want to be here anymore…