Death isn't The Opposite of Life.
#WritcoStoryPrompt115
Do you want to live because you are afraid to die? If you think something should be written about the question, go ahead and do so.
When the weather starts getting colder and you start getting sadder, and your bed starts feeling too comfortable and you're constantly trying to fill a gap hole in your heart because nowhere feels like home all over again.
I don't know what my type of people do, people who have no dreams or goals to achieve, people who have not planned out their future. Who have no idea what's happening or perhaps what will happen.
It's so hard to see everyone having everything figured out and you're just kind of there. Just existing and telling yourself you do not belong here.
And the hardest part is when there's no one to understand...
Do you want to live because you are afraid to die? If you think something should be written about the question, go ahead and do so.
When the weather starts getting colder and you start getting sadder, and your bed starts feeling too comfortable and you're constantly trying to fill a gap hole in your heart because nowhere feels like home all over again.
I don't know what my type of people do, people who have no dreams or goals to achieve, people who have not planned out their future. Who have no idea what's happening or perhaps what will happen.
It's so hard to see everyone having everything figured out and you're just kind of there. Just existing and telling yourself you do not belong here.
And the hardest part is when there's no one to understand...