Lost, drowning in all of the world, in lonely disgust. Lost in all the possebilities, the endless ways to live a life, unsure of what to do, when and how. Not willing to move, to do the first step, no help, no nothing. No nice smiles, no reasureing looks, nobody around. Buring myself into a hidden world, trying to forget all the things. Hope long away, lingering in my mind, laughing at me and my soul. Tired of trying to fit in, tired of surviving. Indifferent, indifferent to myself.
Short, but I tried to make it more poetic. Hope 's fine.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
When Darkness enters my mind
PoesiaLate night spirals of thoughts and worries Trigger warning: If you are sensitive towards constant mentioning of dark, depressing topics then you might not enjoy reading this.
