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.