Maybe
Do you ever feel so alone, that even talking to someone makes you feel hollow? I do.
Everyday, every moment. It's as if I'm non-existent. As if everyone else in the world matters, but me. Feeling left out even with family and friends around you.
These feelings weren't new. Nor were they unusual. I lived my life with these feelings, these emotions; all bottled up in me.
It's just a matter of time before I reach the extent of my tolerance. Just a matter of time before I lose myself in the depths of misery.
These feelings are eating me alive. Starting from my heart, heading to every corner of my body. I feel tormented, eternally frustrated.
Nothing gave me true joy. It was all pretentious.
This world is pretentious.
Maybe I don't belong here. Maybe I should just give up. That would be easier than suffocating everyday with these throttled up emotions choking my every breath.
In the end, no one cares. No one really does. It's all on you.
Maybe I'm not ready to live in such a selfish world.
Maybe this is it.
Maybe this is my last moment now.
Maybe this will be my last goodbye.
Maybe, just maybe.
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The End
So how was it?
I hope it wasn't overly dramatic. Literally was at one of my lowest then, but writing it out is a good outlet.
Anyway, don't forget to let me know how you found it!
Comments/criticism always accepted! 😳
Lots of love,
Hinal 🤗