I am full of blackness. I’m angry and bitter. I remember everything that hurt me and everyone who was included. I feel every pain as if it’s new and I’m unwilling to continue trying to pretend I don’t.
I’m hurt. Nobody cares.
I’m lost, but nobody is looking for me.
I’m literally drowning but there’s no life vest, only weights pulling me lower.
I’m filled with darkness! Hope has completely faded. Disappointment after disappointment after broken dream after grief just leaves nothingness.
And that’s what I am, nothing.
I feel like nothing.
I look like nothing.
I hate everything.
When will this stupid life thing finally be over with?
Inquiring minds want to know.