Off

Turn it off. You'll only get hurt if you don't, so turn your feelings off. See? Doesn't that feel better?" I tell myself as a slight euphoria erupts through my body then turns into an ache in my chest. "Try again. Turn it off. It'll be fine. Love doesn't want you anyway. It'll be okay. Numb. Don't feel, don't long, just be a passenger. Heart, just stop feeling. You can stop hurting if you turn it off." Throb. This one is less intense. "Soon nothing will hurt you because you won't remember what those things are. You won't get disappointed by those you trust anymore. You won't be sad when someone cancels plans on you. You won't need anyone. Primal urges, that's all you need to carry you. Not love, not feelings, not dreams, not hope, not desire, not....anything. Forget. Forget. Forget..."