I was once so filled with life that I drove people insane with incessant talking… 

Now I find I have nothing to say and it’s weird how quiet I am.

I was once so filled with love that I drove people crazy with smothering….

Now I’m too cold and distant.

I was once so filled with passion that people would say I was too loud…

Now they can’t hear me. 

I was once so filled with hope that I mistook danger for safety…

Now I’m too paranoid and skeptical.

I walked around and collected people’s boxes of darkness so they could feel light…

Now I can’t find my way out of the dark.

I poured from an empty cup 

I gave from empty pockets 

I was present while disassociated 

I fought and fought to be here out of loyalty 

I lost myself in the pursuit of love

I lost myself in the pursuit of belonging 

I lost myself in the pursuit of others 

I tried to save the world… and killed myself

By Becca Hulen

From: United States