Empty. It’s a scary place to be when you feel this hole in your chest. At first it was just a niggle, big deal . I’ll just ignore it. Then it grows . Seeping threw your veins consuming more and more of you. You start trying to fill the void with anything you find comfort in. Sex, drugs, food, alcohol. Something , anything to take fill that hole. We need to speak up about mental health. The person with the biggest smile could hide the saddest pain behind their eyes and act normal. It’s okay not to be okay but know it’s not always gonna be this way.
Emptiness In My Veins