I'm feeling lost. Like it's my time to make a move, but I am all out of moves to make. I feel like I am losing interest in everything. Like every decision I make is always the wrong one. I am walking on a path that leads to nowhere, but there are no other paths in sight and all I can do it just continue on. The path slowly disintegrates behind me so I know there is no turning back. I'll never make it anywhere but I never had a choice to. The walls surrounding me are too high to climb and I am stuck in this place. I never know what to do anymore, and every day is the same. I walk blindly down this road until it is time to sleep. My dreams, they try to comfort me, and sometimes they succeed. But I always end up waking up to the same fucking thing. Repeating the steps day after day and I am growing tired. What's the point in going on, when everything will forever be wrong?
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RandomSo this is just a compilation of short things that I have written over the past few years. For the most part they don't tie together in any way. So yeah, that's about it.
