Consumed by sadness,
A constant companion I can't shake.
I'm not the same person I used to be,
I've Lost so much of what made me happy.
A shell of my former self,
This is my new normal, not just a phase.
Struggling to find my footing,
Desperate to be the person I used to be.
I put on a brave face,
A mask of normalcy, but it's just an act.
Inside, I'm weak and sad all the time,
Longing for the happiness and joy that once came so easily.
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EmotionalMoonlightJournals (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments1
I think maybe the best way to get out of a sadness like this or any other metal anxiety is probably to talk to someone for help. When your ready I hope you do and become the happy person you used to be.
thank you.
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