Disappointment
Strangely disappointed with life right now.
Not sure what my expectations were to begin with.
Just know this vague blankness of emotion inside. Apathy?
I feel as though I could end my life right now, and feel no regret.
If I don't care though, why am I talking about it?
There must be some small part of myself right now working itself into panic and hysteria trying to pierce through this strange emptiness, having recognized the danger.
Can't bear this blankness.
Want it to go away.
Hence the danger; it would be so easy right now to just end it all.
Not sure what my expectations were to begin with.
Just know this vague blankness of emotion inside. Apathy?
I feel as though I could end my life right now, and feel no regret.
If I don't care though, why am I talking about it?
There must be some small part of myself right now working itself into panic and hysteria trying to pierce through this strange emptiness, having recognized the danger.
Can't bear this blankness.
Want it to go away.
Hence the danger; it would be so easy right now to just end it all.