Wordless

*sigh*

Words doesn't easily come out anymore, the strength to think dies down. My head is down, the reason to have it up disappears. Why must I fight something that isn't worth fighting for. I've lost the strength that I have to fight. I am a human, a weak human who doesn't even know things anymore. The blur that blankets the world that I am living in. My thoughts easily goes down the drain. The feeling I've always wanted to receive from people isn't going to show up. The reasons on why I'm so alone.

To turn and look for comfort is just a waste of time. What comfort? Comfort doesn't exist. Dramatic yes, because the comfort I seek died down not too long ago. What is there to seek for when the world is just bland and colorless. The excitement, the adventure, the joyous emotion are far out too reach. I am stuck, stuck in a place where happiness is a lie.