I feel nothing. I can't seem to keep track of time; days, hours.
I feel nothing. I'm never hungry, just tired. Always so tired. My vision shakes occasionally, reminding me to drink water along with my tablets. But it's nothing serious; just anaemia. Nothing special.
I feel as though time is passing right in front of me yet I'm stuck in one time zone; an empty world of nothingness. I don't want to live nor do I want to die.
I've lost myself again and no ones here to help me. I feel like screaming but I haven't got enough energy.
I wake feeling nothing. I can see myself falling into emptiness yet again, but this time I don't know how to stop it. He usually helps me but this time he's not; he's sick of helping.
I pray for tears to fall down my cheeks yet they stay dry; I feel nothing.
08/05/17
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a teenagers journal
PoetryI have a lot of written pieces in my old journal from my Creative Writing course, so I decided to share them here.
