How do I even begin to explain the way that I am feeling?
Itâ€™s a sense of emptiness;
A sense that you would care not to have.
I have no drive or motivation to do anything.
Iâ€™m sick of living the life that I have.
Sick of living in this body of mine.
I canâ€™t seem to get out of this rut.
I can only wish that I were someone else.
Wish that I was happy, but doing that gets me nowhere.
I have no destination.
My future is unknown.
I just want to disappear.
I want to eliminate my life, but Iâ€™m scared of the unknown.
I just wish I had the desire to live and the […]