Staring at a blank screen
Never really thought of the things that can be said
Every day is a struggle.
Every morning feels like a never ending pain where you have to stand up
and live. Live as if you’re alive. Alive? How can you be alive when every cell
of your body screams death? Not the kind of death that everyone thinks. It’s
something that only you can feel, see, and hear.
Until, you realize… it’s not death. It is being empty. Sometimes, you
wonder if it’s better to be dead than feel empty… Alive BUT empty.
*free writing
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