Deception

Every morning I wake up tired
despite the sleep
Every night I put off sleep
despite the tiredness
The feeling is awful and empty
gnawing at my soul
hate is meaningless
a vague concept out of reach
love is the same
though I hope it won’t always be
sadness is all consuming
though dull and empty.
I hate feeling like this
but I don’t feel hate
I don’t feel at all.