I am so very very tired.
I haven't been able to find my own words for awhile. I'm not really sure where they went. Inside this empty hull I only hear echos of my own misery. An insane screaming never ending for release - escape - silence - calm, never to be had. What holds me to this life - cowardice. Failure in everything I do no matter how hard I try. I'm so tired of living, of trying, of thinking things will get better - eventually. I am so very very tired.