mimizu
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It's been my birthday recently... I've turned 22. The entire past year nothing happened in my life. Just like the previous year. And the one before that... ever since I left school.
I've realized that my life has ended. I'm still alive, breathing, eating, walking... but there is nothing more to live for. No more hopes, no more wishes. Just emptiness. Waking up every day, and sitting idly until I can finally fall asleep again.
It's painful to live while knowing that your life is already over. That nothing will happen anymore. Each day is like an endlessly stretching grey desert, that I have to cross by waiting... patiently waiting for the next day just as pointless as the previous one.
I can't do anything anymore. I don't care about changing things anymore. And I can't. Don't ask why, there is too many reasons. I don't want to do anything, nothing entertains me anymore. I can't speak to anyone because I have nothing to talk about.
But I am alive. Why must I be alive in this empty world?
I've realized that my life has ended. I'm still alive, breathing, eating, walking... but there is nothing more to live for. No more hopes, no more wishes. Just emptiness. Waking up every day, and sitting idly until I can finally fall asleep again.
It's painful to live while knowing that your life is already over. That nothing will happen anymore. Each day is like an endlessly stretching grey desert, that I have to cross by waiting... patiently waiting for the next day just as pointless as the previous one.
I can't do anything anymore. I don't care about changing things anymore. And I can't. Don't ask why, there is too many reasons. I don't want to do anything, nothing entertains me anymore. I can't speak to anyone because I have nothing to talk about.
But I am alive. Why must I be alive in this empty world?