Half Dead

I couldn't breathe, life itself felt as though it became heavier. Friendships became harder to maintain and my smile faded away with each passing day. I was alone, I was broken, and I was desperate. My entire life became the opposite of what I was aiming for. I faced the world with screaming eyes and a broken heart and yet I wore a mask that showed happiness and joy. My days usually went the same: attend class, sleep in and talk to people who didn't really matter to me, Or the only one who matters. I aimed for love, I aimed for acknowledgment. I aimed for a new beginning.