Laying in bed thinking about life again days go by time flies it’s all the same things from one day to the next I feel so empty something is missing and I can’t figure it out I’ve been trying to deal with everything and not show my true feelings about things block it out maybe why let things bother me so much that it makes my day worse while everyone else is fine idk maybe I am lonely or maybe it’s just my lack of self worth still beating me down reaching for my soul to destroy me again the feeling of being shut out the feeling of abandonment falling deeper and deeper into the darkness no light for me to see who I really am can’t breathe can’t hear the world around me only thing I can hear are my own thoughts dragging me down pulling harder and harder the rope is tight and I can’t feel anymore is that it is this what I’ve been looking for no it’s the sad ending to a story untold unseen unread slowly I’ll be ok until then I’m fine thanks for asking
