on nights such as this,
I am floating.
detached from myself.
from everyone.
I feel no warmth,
no love,
no pain,
and no hate.
only the overwhelming depression
that I am not meant to be here.
YOU ARE READING
enigmatic
Poetryen·ig·mat·ic /ˌenəɡˈmadik/ adjective difficult to interpret or understand; mysterious. Just a collection of my shitty writing I like to call poetry. How unfortunate. (I am also rather edgy and depressed here so tw for some people but I promise I'm a...
