Roses And Thorns

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-Emptiness.

All I ever wanted was to feel worthy of love, yet all I've known is the struggle of survival on my own.

The emptiness grows heavier each day, slowly consuming me and eroding my sanity.

I navigate life feeling numb, as if I'm just a spectator in my own story.

I once admired the beauty around me through rose-colored glasses, finding joy in everything and everyone.

Now, it's difficult to connect.

After encountering so many people, I've lost the excitement for forming new bonds; solitude has become my refuge.

I know this void within me is temporary, a response to the pain I've endured and the betrayals from friends I once considered family.

As I look out at the city through my window, I feel like an outsider, the ghost of a girl who once radiated vibrancy now staring back at me with an empty gaze.

I wonder if I'll ever return to the way I used to feel and be.

What once was a world full of color and depth now seems dull and lifeless.

This emptiness is oddly comforting, as I've grown weary of feeling too much.

It numbs the pain effectively, and if it means sacrificing the capacity to feel joy, then so be it.

I simply needed a break from emotions.