Where do I find it?
search it across my memories?
Try to find it in someone else?
What do you do?
When you are unhappy in your being?
Will anyone else-
pull you out of your self-pity?
Can a drug take it all away?
Is it okay for someone
to be your definition of happiness?
Even if that is not you?
Will we ever be truly happy?
Or are we to just search for it?
Search for it our whole lives?
Do anti-depressants make you happy?
Or are they killing you even more?
To be an empty shell of something.
An empty shell of a human.
An empty shell of a lover.
Losing your sleep over someone you 'love',
when you cannot even love yourself.
Is it really love that you are feeling?
When self-love is no more?
Or is it just an illusion?
That keeps pulling you in.
To love someone,
the way you would love to be loved.
~ si
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ПоэзияM O N A C H O P S I S the persistent feeling that you're out of place or don't belong. A collection of poems.
