What once was happy
Cherry and light
Is now dark
Cold and empty
I'm no longer
Happy with life
I'm barely a shell
Of the person I used to be
Now I just want night to come
And consume me with it's darkness
I don't like people anymore
They just seem like tools
YOU ARE READING
I'm hurting
ПоэзияThese are poems from deep inside my mind. I don't want any judgement about these ok. This is just my release from stress, sadness, and loneliness
