poems I wrote at my lowest

"The moment of silence"

You know that feeling when the whole world just stops?

You are going back to home late at night.
It's just you and some lights from the streets,
It's just you and the crackling noises from the trees,
It's just you and some aching coming from
your soul.

You are having this odd feelings.
The emptiness is spreading over your entire body,
The meaninglessness of your life hits you harder and harder,
The dark thoughts swirl in your head like a tornado.

Now you know how it feels.