Empty
The winter is coming. My heart is cold, my mind can't stop thinking, I hear loudly voices that tell me that I'm nothing, that I'm not important, that I could dissapear and there won't be any difference. In my deepest thoughs there's somebody telling me that I'll get better, and I swear that I tried. But It hurts, and I don't know how to continuing this. I'm falling down by the abysm, and I know that there's no return. Everything seems to be blue, unfortunably it's the only colour I see, like the profound of the box that I buried my dreams. I don't trust anyone, I don't trust in myself. I want to get lost in the sea, and never come back again. I wish I wake up one day, and fell that I can suport life, but not today. I wish not falling in love again. I wish to believe in... something.