"I hate that feeling.
The feeling where you are sad but you have no idea why.
You feel so fucking empty, but nothing in particular happened.
They ask you what's wrong, but you can't explain.
Or they don't even ask anything; I don't know which is worse.
It just feels like I miss someone I never met.
Like I need someone who doesn't need me.
The loneliness hovers over me; takes control over me.
I don't even care.
I isolate myself on purpose.
Sadness becomes my best and only friend.
I start hating myself and I want everyone to leave me alone.
At the same time, I want someone to hug me and to tell me things will be okay.
I simply hate that feeling.
The feeling when you don't even know what the fuck you're feeling."
~Unknown
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PoetryA collection of poems and stories for the broken, lost, afraid, recovery, heartbroken, depressed, and many more. *Trigger warning possibly for some of these*