I’m tired.
I’m tired of not feeling like I exist.
of feeling like the wind just passing by.
I’m tired of feeling empty and hollow inside.
I’m tired of staring into space all the time and forcing myself to feel something that isn’t there.
I’m tired of laying in bed and not falling asleep because I listen to the eerie silence that my mind creates.
I want this to end.
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Same. It is exhausting.
It all just feels like a cycle.