Somehow, I am still here. Why?
I am somehow, still here...wandering on this existential plane. I am not who I once was. The last journal entry I made on here was back in 2009. I should have died four times since then, yet, I am still here. Continuing to endure the daily passage of what we call "life". No laughter, no happiness, no love or resolve. I don't belong here. 99% of everyone that I know (or thought that I knew) is now gone. Either by death, or by life's constant changes and challenges.
Why am I still here? I am nothing but a memory (or a forgotten one) to so many. I am worthless as I am useless. I feel nothing but fear and regret. I don't live anymore, I just endure the constant barrage of "what is". I am just an over-the-hill fool.