feeling nothing

Slumping on the couch and pushing my earphones tightly around my ears, I stared. The black screen in front of me stared back at the soulless shell of a human, waiting for each other to morph into one package of nothingness.

Sighing deeply for the umpteenth time, I pressed the "on" button and watched the gadget function to life. I wish I have someone, or something to live for.

I closed my eyes to a heavy feeling boring down my chest. I felt a sharp pain and I cried. I cried knowing that tears cured red stains on fragile veins.