I'm not sure how to tell you this.
Depressed? I don't know. No.
I'm just tired.
Tired in my body,
and in my mind.
Thinking is the most tiring activity to experience.
Too much of it and you'll want to go to sleep and never wake up.
I'm really, really wanting to be satisfied.
Nothing seems to be doing the trick lately.
I keep getting encouraged and feeling alright for about five minutes and then back to doubt.I really don't know.
Maybe I'm just meant to be a chapter in everyone's book.
It seems.....~page 16

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Writings from a Broken Heart
RandomBasically just my thoughts. I feel like they're pretty relatable to whoever has gotten their heartbroken.