there is an unrecognizable void in my chest
hindering my ability to function
intelligence high, performance low
emotions non-existant
I can no longer muster up the courage to look in the mirror
to face the disappointment
that is me
the words;
I'm broken
I'm stuck
I'm broken
play in my head like a broken record
I don't want to look at myself
I can't anymore
it gets worse every day
a new kind of pain and I don't know
I don't understand
why it hurts so so much
but I have stopped telling people about it
I have stopped crying
I have stopped asking for help
I have stopped ranting on my finsta
I have covered my life with a blanket of perfection
masking all of the negativity
so I no longer seem attention seeking, vain, self-pitying
annoying
yet and still
darkness seeps between my fingertips
I have rotted away everything that made me who I was
I no longer know anything
but this is my cry for help