-Boy turned mannequin

I caress his perfect cheeks,
twirl his fake golden hair around my finger,
hold his cold plastic hand,
kiss his painted lips.
There's no feeling.
He's not there.
I crushed the passion,
the love.
Ruined.

a p a t h y

Im so over dosed on apathy,
everything seems pointless now,
without that spark inside of me,
the thing keeping me going,
the reason i was able to wake up each morning.