20160817 Quiet nights is where I lie awake in my bed, Thinking, wondering about where my #life had gone to The onslaught of dark and menacing thoughts would keep in a blind spot Coldness, loneliness, emptiness would slowly eat me away This is where I would feel the anxiety of failure I'm afraid of what I have become I don't know anymore who I've become Sometimes I would find myself staring back at myself in the mirror, thinking about how pathetic I look How did I become this weak? The spreading of #depression is unstoppable I could feel myself curving into a ball, hoping to protect myself From who? I don't know. If I can clean my polluted mind I would Scratch every part of it until I can't remember anything anymore My greatest enemy is myself and I don't know how to defeat it -001
