Cold and empty. I know no other escape than to let these words spill out of me.. yet somehow it makes no difference tonight. I still feel the same heavy weight on my shoulders, the heavy weight however is of  nothing at all. This constant feeling of vacancy makes me mad..I want to feel something,anything, but I either a) cannot bring myself to take necessary action and  therefore continue to seethe in my own desidious fashion or b) remain uninterested by my tedious surroundings. It’s pathetic, ridiculous, and somehow still manages to have such a hold over me. This rut I am stuck in seems perpetual, and I’ll lose my mind if I’m in it a second longer. Despite that, the question of how still remains unanswered, and I remain abandoned at the center of this twisted maze,surrounded by so many and yet completely alone. It makes me wonder if there is anyone out there who knows the way. Someone? Anyone? I need you.

The words wouldn’t wash away.