Winter Toes

Sadness.

I wish I knew how to explain myself better.

I wish I knew how to control my emotions, my depression, and just cruise with life.

I wish my brain didn't move 80mph from thoughts.

I feel so... whole but empty. Like I'm here but then again I'm not.

Autopilot is what I'm moving on, and slowly these feelings are eating away my confidence, despite my strong efforts to not let it show.

I'm exhausted.