Marc-2by Jin LH via ImaginaryScience
My life with a depressive look Tell me why this is all and is it necessary For a month now I have been going to bed in the morning, I wake up with the hope of falling asleep, I look in the reflection, my eyes are red. Well, how much do you need to suffer in order to feel the air in yourself again The atmosphere is painfully saturated with every gray street, dirty spring in the soul. I'm used to, I knew that I would remember everything

I have nightmares in my head, but when I put on the helmet they disappear.
Stress is a quiet and slow death, it is not seen or heard. Today is such an evening, with time it becomes more and more difficult to contain everything accumulated, and this makes itself felt. It is already night, but the pain in my heart does not go away, and my hand is still numb, there is noise in my ears, and I try to sleep, but I understand that I will not be able to sleep. I don't know how much longer I can hold on, but I'll try
To be honest, it scares me
my sharp indifference
and now I understand what it is to burn out
From time to time, it happens to me, and everything becomes indifferent