I’m broken.
I’m hurting.
I’ve never felt this alone
I’m cracking.
Dying.
I’ve never felt so… incomplete
Oh, I’m missing.
I’m praying.
Yet, nothing ever works for me.
I used to be
Hopeful.
What happened to… me?
I find myself within my friends.
Because of this apocalypse,
I’m missing something…
Maybe something’s missing me.
Can’t go on.
When will this end?
Will it ever?
My family… I love them.
But I’m stuck here… feeling empty
Missing me
Because I’m…
Missing you.
Autobiography
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