REPOST: EXHAUSTION

like a candle, my flame is flickering and my wick is almost alas. given some more time, i’ll bid farewell to my existence.

like wind, i feel like i’m going on for ages. to where? i’m oblivious and exasperation is kicking in.

like water, i feel shapeless. to much will i try to take shape but to no avail. i just go with whatever form i am placed into. it sucks.

like shattered glass, i feel broken. broken into pieces that can never be mended. i’m tainted. i’m jaded.

i’m a little lost boy in this big, big world. dazed. confused. i’m struggling and i’m aching. i feel helpless. i feel alone. to my dreams i hold on to but the world is harsh and my senses snap and in a blink of an eye i’m awake. as i look around i see no way out. i scream as loud as i can but no sound is coming out.

i’m doomed. kill me now i say. but once again i’m reminded - the world is harsh. no escape. feeling is believing. i believe. i surrender.