lost

In my own thoughts, misery, apathy…

I feel very empty. When I try to feel, there’s nothing. Maybe there is…a black hole, sucking everything in. Happiness in its fleeting moments, misery is the uninvited guest.

Look at my surrounding, everyone is empty in their own way. The days spent in repetition, monotone, and apathy. I want to escape, somewhere big enough to engulf the emptiness in me.

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