Bled to sedation
I hate this empty sadness closing in on me. I feel my insides slipping away, throwing me into the all too familiar prison within. I feel that I am being drained back to my empty shell. I bet if you put your ear to my heart you could hear the ocean like in the hallow of a seashell. I find myself growing more silent as each hour passes. I feel this fading...as if all the color were bleeding out of me. Whats brought this on? Melancholic thoughts are beginning to take hold. Why is it that a smart girl like me who knows this is just a textbook depression settling....why can't I stop it?! I am lucky in life. I have most things handed to me on a silver platter and yet still I am unhappy and unfulfilled. I'm just greatful that apathy hasn't totally set in yet. Everything in my life seems so myriad, mundane, and bland. Is this me?