I'm always thinking about life, it's like gunfire inside my head. I thought sometimes its not necessary to be happy all the time, but the entire time I'm always feel empty.
Yet so full of emotions, as if the tiniest thing could be enough to push me over the edge.
What is it like to live while also being a ghost?
I feel left behind, stranded in my mind.
to be alive, but not living.
How sleepless night affects and slowly kills you.
It hurts different when you was actually trying,
but nobody felt bad when it was me, I had to learn that.
YOU ARE READING
Hear me out
PoetryIt's strange, I feel comfortably numb. They asked me, How I was? I smiled but didn't answer. if only they knew how it felt. but they don't know anything.
