it's always wrong t say anything you're uncomfortable w, maybe just keep numb and keep quiet about everything. oh mann is this life, is this how it's suppose t be. good game. LEARN.

Quoted,
" It feels like i have to keep on running,
and if i falter, trip, fall and succumb,
even if it's only for a moment,
it catches up and saps away all my efforts.

I never stopped hopping that you'd come home,
but i did stop expecting it.
Because the hopping and knowing takes its toll on me,
and whether it is conscious or not, i eventually make the
decision to divide my life into half.
Before and after,
with loss being that tight bubble.
I can move around in spite of it;
I can laugh and smile and carry on with my life,
but all it takes is one slightest thought and reminder,
for me to be fully aware of the empty space,
at the center, slightly to the left.
A minor thing or another, and I'm back at square one.

I can't make it better,
can't rid the pain and suffering.
I feel helpless.

I don't quite know what to do with myself.
Seriously. "

exactly like what i wanted t say, always