One hit after another, and the pain just seems to never end. It's time's like this where I question my faith and look up to the sky and ask "why?". I want to feel the emptiness filled, yet every request I make seems near impossible. It's as if happiness was just a figure of my imagination. Everyday I take a moment to myself to look back on memories and it's those fragments of my past that keep me going.
I'm JUST living, not loving, not wanting, not needed ... I just AM. I know the right thing to do but I feel so stuck, so held back. I just need a sign!
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