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.