What do you say when you want to scream for help?

Where does humanity live in today’s world?

What am I supposed to do with all of the “chatter” in my mind?

How alone am I in this world?

I don’t remember what peace feels like.

Calm is a rare commodity these days.

Where do I belong?

How does it feel to be at peace?

Does anyone really know what it’s like to deal with depression?

I acknowledge my imperfections – I am only human.

I’m tired of not counting for anything.

Exhausted.