My feelings, in short.

I’m a ghost.

I’m lost, Stuck in purgatory.

Wandering in my own little world.

Alone.

With my thoughts, Dark, menacing thoughts.

Not a way out in sight. I don’t know how to leave.

My mind is cluttered and fogged. I trick myself into thinking this is what I want.

This is how I like it.

But I hate it.

I’m dead.

I’m nothing but a shell of who I once was.

I've lost me forever.

What’s a girl to do when she’s lost herself?

I wish someone had the answer.

I’m tired of wandering around my head all alone. 

But I’m not even sure a companion would ease the pain. 

The thing is I don’t fucking know what would.

Leaving here sounds like a good start,

but the problem is, there’s no way out.