It’s just so hard because everything seems to have lost it’s point.
And from behind a terrible, fake smile, you’re screaming. And no one can hear it. No one perceives it, and it’s like you’re invisible.
The thunderous pain in your chest is a bumping clamor. A rattling pounding, a heart buried beneath floorboards. It’s time to go back into seclusion, this world of people and feelings is too much for such a selfish and delusional creature.