I feel so empty, that I could vanish in myself.
Sadness is the only thing which lives inside me.
Another day in wich I feel dead,
as if I could observe me from outside, seeing like I am consuming.
I suffer from both,
who is dying and who is observing how her best friend is vanishing.
First post in 13/05/2016
Now death is already in me, waiting for I fall asleep.