Is it just meant to be like this?

Sadness, tired, confusion, even anger.

What is this, I've never felt it all so strong before.

Why is it suddenly everything; almost every part of every day.

How do I escape? Can I?

Are things even real anymore again? Is this real? It must be a mistake, right?

Because I'm not sure.

I'm not sure of anything.

It's overpowering, always a burden to carry.

The weight never lessens, if anything it gets heavier each day.

But this isn't something someone can lift off my shoulders.

I must bear it, carry it until the strength is no more.

It's like I'm on a one-way street with no way to turn around.

There's nowhere to go but forward, to keep pushing.

A person can only take so much right?

But I can't give up.