I HATE

I haven't slept well for about a week, I've barely slept for the last two nights, I want to hide from everyone, I think about him all the time, I need to pay off my debts, I can't because I don't see the point, I don't see the point in eating, sleeping, going anywhere, I'm sitting in my bed waiting for something, maybe his arrival, I can't see any of them. I don't cry, I just think, I'm not sad, I just think, I don't feel anything, I just think without thinking. I cried everything I had, now there's nothing left