I am nobody.
In your life.
In mine.
Nobody in the world.
Do I matter?
Not to you.
Not to anyone.
What's my purpose?
Do I want love?
Do I want wealth?
Or do I sacrifice that for good health?
Should I even care about these things?
Can a nobody even care?
Or have feelings?
Or goals?
Ambition?
Can a nobody even care?
Am I whole?
Or a little less.
It doesn't matter.
These things.
Don't matter.
I don't exist.
I am nobody.
An abyss.
YOU ARE READING
Dim.
PoesiTired of trying to be everything. Trying to be perfect. Wrong paths and wrong people and missed opportunities. Am I letting my mental illness take over my life? A look into the mind of a BPD, Anxiety ridden woman. With no identity but her Panic. W...
