the unknown feeling

part 1

Aa!! What a long tiring day I have, even the clock lost its energy to tickle fastly...And here I'm still trying to fall asleep. So I decided to write .I don't know is that a good way to start telling my story. I even don't know this story is worth reading because I know I can never describe the pain I'm going through while writing this. The thoughts are overwhelming .
Over there, there are  people who know how to express, people who know what they feel, and why but then there are people like me who feels nothing. "Nothing ;and this nothingness makes you feel empty by every passing day, you can't feel the happiness even when you're laughing, you're not able to tell someone how scary it's to feel this emptiness and when you feel angry all you do is cry ,all you do it's to fight with your thoughts so could you could survive every passing single day. it's three in the morning
and i didn't get any sleep from last three days. How long a memory can haunt  and hurt us , how long I have to bear this nothingness is it going to last forever? How could I share my story and let you comfort me? How could I trust you would not hurt me and judge me by reading my torn pages. I need some time  before sharing everything because trust me I'm like a fluid on a floor once spilled it's hard to collect and every time it falls on the ground it losses a amount.... Do you understand? That's how I lost everytime a bit of me..