Hopeless

My nights are so depressing
And frustrating when I start stressing
I can’t even begin to imagine what it’s like being fine because I’m so freaking depressed all the damn time
Like what even is happiness anymore?
I’m sure I had an idea before
But now my life is so shit and I just wanna quit because I’m not fit to deal with it…I’m laying hopeless on the floor.

My head about to explode while my chest is tight as my mental state crumbles away like a delicate flower.
I can’t keep going knowing damn well that I’m struggling so much to stay on my feet.
So I’ve already accepted my defeat.
I tried to run but I can’t anymore.
The universe has won. I’ve given up. I’m done.
Every night I have to fight my thoughts that only get louder.

I tried to run but I can’t anymore.
The universe has won. I’ve given up. I’m done.

-Anonymous