depression · Life · love


Nothing can describe this emptyness

Never reaching chasms

As if falling continously

Unscared, unworried

Nothingness, air passes by

No sound

Turning and turning

I want to feel

To drive a jagged rock through my body

To suffer real pain

Fear to impose

Adrenaline to envelop

Outer body outer mind

I can only look on

This pointless solitude

Cannot be helped

Cannot be heard


Pityful screaming inside

Let me fall

I am


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