Have you gotten to the point of tears but where it's not describing how you feel? It's quite funny actually. When you cry it feels good because you are letting it out, but then all those emotions come back up. You just feel broken. You feel that nothing can make you feel better. You cry and you cry but you only get numb. You get to that point of no sliver of hope to returning. You wish you could go back to the time of when you were ignorant towards the truth... But you could never. Turning back is too dangerous. That life you once dreaded seemed like paradise now. You don't understand what happened. You think you are ignorant of the truth but really, without realizing it, you know what happened. You broke. It's simple. You walls were shattered and you gave up. Probably after many of useless attempts to rebuild them. But you can't constantly fix the same thing, the quality will never be the same. Isn't that why we are how we are now?
