They feel empty to me when they used to explode from the darkest cracks within me. When I used to shout from the rooftops and mumble words, sitting for hours trying to make them sound just perfect, to sum up my thoughts, beliefs… My being in itself.

Now I’m lost. Lost within words to try to explain how I feel. I’m sad when tears start falling from my face, but I can’t exactly for the life of me explain why. How do you explain you’re broken? How do you explain anxiety to people who look right through you and tell you, “why the city of lights is magic. That should make you happy”. Madness exits from me like lava falling from a volcano… Slow but burning.

Words… They used to soothe my breaking heart. But now I’m at loss… Of words and myself.

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