holding myself together for another day,
not looking forward to anything anymore.
I hate that I hate life.
Life is supposed to be a blessing.
I used to live everyday as my last,
so full with passion.
Only now I wish it was the last day ,
the future is blurry and this road I've been walking on is on a loop I cant stand.
I want to scream.
can someone hear me?
can someone hold me?
can someone just see that I'm not really okay?
can anyone see beyond this broken smile.
