It’s just that I’ve always been the one to support;
the one being there or others.
So when it’s me being in the receiving end,
I just can’t accept that role.
You know, I’m trembling right now.
My vision is a bit blurry,
So I had to take my glasses off.
It’s harder than usual to breathe.
I’m listening to all the songs I shouldn’t listen to.
I’m diving into darkness;
the void, despair and agony.
I kinda missed it.
Why do people let the monster inside them feed off their
misery?
It’s enticing. Such an intense feeling can be extremely
alluring.
So instead of being empty, you’d rather suffer.
Depression is a way of expression.
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