I drawn inside an ocean
Sharks are labelled ” anxiety ”
Whales are labelled ” depression ”
I can feel my heart breaking as my body starts shaking
an early death
I keep manifesting
God, i need to stop crying
I’ve never felt this empty
nothing really makes me happy
i kind of feel like
I’m sinking
slowly drifting
from all joyus reality
Pushing myself further
Further down a deep hole
I used to be all in one
now i’m far from feeling whole
Practice makes perfect
so i practice self-hate
Cause i feel so imperfect