There's Really No Way To Reach Me.

Like the tree, I'm withering day by day.

You know how when you're in so much pain that you would just sprout out vulgarities?
That's what I've been doing every single day inside of me.
It's not me being emo,
it's about me coming back to reality.
People say when you wake up in the morning,
smile in front of your mirror and that smile will follow you throughout the day.
I tried and it succeeded initially.
But I only realised that those were fake smiles I was giving.

Indeed,
everyday just gets worser from the previous.
I'm just stuck falling in this bottomless pit.

There's really no way to reach me.


Peace and love,
Lewis