Things left unsaid

I'm not alright

I feel like there is not enough words in the words to describe this feeling

Of aching loneliness

Nothingness

Belonging to nothing, no one, nowhere

The silence in a room screams at me

Haunts me

Bewilders me

It sickens me that I am so afraid

I've repeated this words one to many times

I'm too tired of being tired

I'm tired of being afraid

I'm too tired to find myself once again

I'm buried under sorrows and fears

I'm buckling under the weight

When one has to question his or her happiness

Then you already know the answer

I'm not happy

I'm not okay

Not because

It just is

I want to feel light as a feather

To let go

Let it all go

I guess it starts with breaking to silence

I'm going to start with

I'm not alright, haven't been for a while