Almost poetry?

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I feel uninterested
Unmotivated to be
I feel like a shell
But I move like leaves in the wind

I feel the wind
As it passes through those branches
I feel like I'm pinned
Against a board of lies and pain

I feel like I'm tired
But mostly of myself
I feel like a shell
A hollow version of me

I feel like a rose
Wilting, not yet dead
I feel hopeless
Like I cannot ever be poetically beautiful

I feel scared
Terrified of who I may become
I feel depressed
In all it's numbing pain

I feel like a soldier
I'm fighting a war against my sanity
I feel like I'm losing
And the darkness is killing me

I feel like I can't die
Like for others, my life is imperative
I feel pointless
Sort of like a brick in the woods

I feel depressed.
       - Dakota J.

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