I am broken
I am shattered
What was once left of me
It is now tattered
I am a broken mirror
My image distorted,
not recognizable
I have lost myself
And who I used to be
My soul left with my happiness
I am so much smaller than this
It consumes me until nothing's left
Nothing left to be happy about
Nothing left at all
I'm just an empty shell
Just let me go
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I'm Running Out of Time
PoetryI've been struggling with severe depression and anxiety for over three years now. I've seen it all. I tried to kill myself, I self-harmed, struggled with an eating disorder, and I've had a friend kill himself. I'm getting better now. I write to feel...
