High functioning sadness 🖤

You find beauty without seeking. You find joy but it doesn't find you. You laugh. A lot. You melt when others laugh with you.

But something is always pulling at your feet. Your own corpse. You.

You've been through too much to feel afraid. You've seen too much to deny resplendence or optimism, yet it's fleeting nature is oppressive. The safety you long for is always out of reach. And you've thoroughly reached yourself, but it's boring. Pain is nothing. You want love. You want safety so bad you ooze it and attract every nasty parasite for miles.

AHHHHHHHH!!!!!

You want love. You want to be loved. Otherwise, no, there is no point.