Surrounded by people
Yet completely alone
My existance is of no use to anyone.
Wanting to fade
I’ll never be searched for
Me being here is a hindrance to everyone.
Breathing is shallow
Life is not deep nor meaningful
Every breath I take, I take from someone else.
Wanting to die
But not knowing how to
I just want all this pain to go away… forever.
Nobody will miss me
Life will go on, most likely better than before.
No arguing, fighting or violence
The world has never been this happy, now i am no more.
An invisible illness cannot be seen from the outside by others; but for the person it affects, it can be the worst thing they ever have to deal with.