"How cruel must the world around me be for when I crawl back into myself, I find only comfort...."
Have you ever felt like no matter how hard you try to be happy; it's only fleeting? It's only for a split second that that joy even penetrates your heart. That, that joy that you so desperately want, is only but a reach away.
What is even happiness?
What does it even entail?
Is it even worth it?
Sometimes I question whether it even exists. Whether it's even something possible... for me.
Haha, must I even waste the time and energy to think of these thoughts that have no meaning? The more and more time seems to pass me by, the more and more I see no need. The more and more I see nothing at all...
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Unspoken Words
PoetryIn the labyrinth of human emotions lies a treasury of unspoken words - the silent echoes of sentiments left unsaid, the whispers lost in the cacophony of life's chaos. "Unspoken Words" delves into the hidden recesses of the heart, where poetry inter...
