That Feeling
I hate that feeling.
That feeling when you are sad but you have no idea why.
You feel so empty, but nothing in particular happened.
They ask you what's wrong, but you can't explain.
You can't explain it because you just don't know yourself.
Or they don't even ask anything; I don't know which one is worse.
It just feels like i miss someone I never met.
Like I need someone who doesn't need me.
The loneliness hover over me.
Takes control over me.
I don't even care.
I isolate myself on purpose.
Sadness becomes my best friend and only friend.
Sadness becomes my drug.
I become addicted.
I need it. I crave it.
It's what I feels right.
Without it I feel weird, like that's not how it is suppose to be.
I start hating myself and I want everybody 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.
That feeling when you don't know what the fuck you are feeling.
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Falling
Teen FictionThese are just pages where I spilled out all my thought and feels. No I did not make this get attention. I simply made this because I trouble with telling people how I feel, instead I write it. So please come join with me on this journey in my wild...