sometimes I'm so consumed by my own sadness, that I can't feel happy no more, I can't understand the world no more, I can't understand my life or the reason that I'm alive. It consumes you, until you feel like nothing but a bug that want to disappear, until you feel like surrounded by darkness, in pain, empty, confused, completely lost.
YOU ARE READING
One word and a thousand minds
PoésieWe all have thought but never tell them -- Enjoy them! - Lara Becker x
