Will it ever be over?
Will this deep, black void inside of me ever be filled?
Or will it just torture me internally for the rest of my life?It's sad, isn't it?
How nowadays, I feel way more lonely with people around me than when I am just by myself. Hell, I would do right about anything to feel something. Even pain in its old, bitter & gloomy state.
At least I'll feel something.I don't even know how to describe the ocean of hopelessness I find myself in every day I wake up and look in the mirror.
All I see is a weak, broken little girl who whines too much about little things that should not bother her.
A child who has disappointed everyone around her and someone who is a burden to this world.I hope that someday, I'll feel better. That one day I can sleep peacefully and be proud of the person I am. Not hate myself for every little thing I do.
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Poetry" 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞." . . . Some poems I write to escape my reality. Thanks for reading ❤️🩹