Some days i truly wonder
if i'm even worth it anymore
"there is no light at the end of this tunnel"
as whisper as tears continue to pour
and it takes every ounce of my energy
to drag myself out of bed
i know that i'm breathing but i feel mostly dead
i can no longer make eye contact
in fear that they might see
a broken, lost soul
a fragment of me
Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 6:48 PM UTC
Some days i truly wonder
if i'm even worth it anymore
"there is no light at the end of this tunnel"
as whisper as tears continue to pour
and it takes every ounce of my energy
to drag myself out of bed
i know that i'm breathing but i feel mostly dead
i can no longer make eye contact
in fear that they might see
a broken, lost soul
a fragment of me
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