But not really.
My body is heaving with the motions of breathe,
To prove (mock?) that I am still alive..
Still standing in a world in which I feel I no longer belong.
A world that leaves my body exhausted, lifeless
And left with a feeling of brokenness, nothingness……
I am just simply “existing”,
But not really living.
And I can’t help but think to myself,
“God, Where did this all go wrong…….?!”