Losing Myself

I was broken. I was terrified.

I have a family worse than monsters, a society that judged everyday, and a mind that ate my emotions.

Everyday I feel empty, sad, depressed, forgotten, useless, worthless, unimportant and unloved.

I stopped talking because I felt like I was bothering people. But deep down, I hated to pretend that everything was fine and that I was okay.

I just wanted to sit alone and cry and free my emotions to atleast someone.

I was dying to hear someone say that I didn't needed to try so hard to be perfect. I just needed a warm hug to melt away all those dark thoughts.

I had friends. But I felt like I didn't have anyone to share all the shit that goes on in my mind.

I escaped into dark silence so that I don't have to argue with people who just don't want to understand me.

Pain is not always in tears. Sometimes it's also in smiles.

P.s. Sometimes family is the greatest depression:)

~̶𝔐𝔦𝔥𝔦𝔨𝔞.©®