It seems I have come up against a wall I can’t seem to get past it.

Every day I have tried to get a grasp on my thoughts and emotions, they slip away, leaving me feeling empty and adrift. At this point I am simply tired and worn down to the point where I just want to give up… I really don’t know if any of this is worth it anymore.


Another Piece

How many times had she found herself here, hundreds or thousands? She lost count long ago. Through it all nothing here had changed. The walls empty and cold, the mirror reflecting nothing, its silver surface flawless and not for the first time she realized she had passed through the days of her life having left no impression. Just a shell full of sorrow and regret slowly disappearing into the fog of forgetfulness.