all the lonely people
sometime i can’t sleep because i’m thinking of all the lonely people in the world. of all the people hurting, and crying themselves to sleep. of kids who can’t fall asleep over their parent’s shouting. of the broken hearted people who no longer believe in love. of those who no longer see the value in their lives. of people who just feel plain sad, and they don’t know why.
it scares me. i just sit up, awake in bed for hours, wondering if there is anyway to make all the sadness go away.
and i dont think there is
does that scare you too? we’re trapped inside such a sad, weighted world. it’s crushing everyone’s spirits.
