~Maybe~

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im starting to engulf it
the feeling of numbness
of feeling worthless
of sadness
im afraid of the dark
but this one comforts me
im afraid of the depths
and this one suffocates me
but i cant think of anything else
so it calms me
im afraid of loud noises
and the blade is silent
shutting my thought
momentarily
im starting to grow accustomed
of never being okay
maybe its the first step
to finally stop suffering
although it will never cease
ill learn to be depressed
in a way that cant be reversed
nor worsened
i find comfort in the cries
in the sobs and screams for help
maybe itll all be okay again
or maybe im meant to be broken
and never fixed

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