Life is hard.

Life is hard. I always knew it, but I never knew how hard it would be. I feel depressed, but maybe I’m just being dramatic. I don’t know. There’s this feeling of wanting to yell and cry and get everything out, but I’m completely incapable. I can’t even cry anymore. I just feel pain with no release. A sense of impending doom, an elephant sitting on my chest. Sometimes it gets better, other days it doesn’t. The only definitive escape is sleep, but I can’t sleep forever. 

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