Looking into my
Memories
I see so much love
So much light
I feel so much joy
So much happiness
Now all I can feel
Is the peculiar absence
Of feeling
The memories of the moments
When I started losing myself
And the inability
To get me back
Peering into my past
I never thought that I
Was open
But now I realize
That I was more open
Than ever
Now
I hide behind a mask
A facade
Pretending that I
Am all here
Am still the same
While I scream
On the inside
Beg for help
For something to hold onto
To keep myself
From drowning in these feelings
I reach for any sign of hope
But only grasp at
Thin air
And sob in my loneliness
As everyone I love ignores
That I have slowly
Faded away
I want so much to be
Free of this pain
But no one is there
To save me
As I
Die silently
YOU ARE READING
Me, Myself, and Everybody Else
PoetryIt's just poetry. How much description can it need?