Is there anything left in this world...
I am trying to answer that question still.
2 years after divorce. After bankruptcy. After loosing my sanity. After injuries to my head and legs. After all the pain and suffering that is fatherhood. After all of the bullshit in between it all.
...is nothing. Alone. Defeat. Sour. Pain. These are my new friends.
I live so far away from everything. Everyone. It is so hard to care anymore.
So I keep building this fortress up and out. Stronger than ever. Guns loaded. Cameras activated. Questioning everything.
This world is dying before my very eyes. I don't care to go down with it, but at least I have 0 connections with anyone to a point that if everyone did die, the sky will finally prove to be mortal.