A Storm
I can't breathe or focus. Sounds overwhelm me and I feel as if I'm a ticking time bomb. Deep circles sit underneath my eyes. I blame it on studying, but I never sleep before 12 AM. I can't clean my room now. My room was always clean. My set laundry day is Thursday and I haven't done my laundry in a week. I eat almost once a day, in the afternoon or in the evening if I get up from my bed. Almost gets high almost every day, and it's still not enough. I get high to feel the pleasure of happiness I never get to experience. I want to delete these feelings, but no matter what I do, they never go away.
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