I’ve stopped caring about how I look.
I’ve stopped caring about what people think of me.
I’ve stopped caring about my self and the people around me.
I’ve completely shut down and begin to shut out everyone and everything around me.
I’ve become lost in this depressive state. waiting for someone to come and pull me out.
but nobody comes.
- Author: razlin (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 5th, 2022 07:13
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments3
I understand
Hey I might write happy poems for the most part now but I've been there. You can message me anytime if you need someone to talk to....Christina
love it
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