Emotions fading away as my mind is in another zone. The pain has numbed but still hurts just as much. I feel at war but still content. How can such a feeling exist when there is no feeling at all? I was told that feelings are the things that keep us knowing we're alive but wanting to be alive is temporary. We hide behind a mask of smiles for years, waiting for something great to happen, not knowing what it is. But when we shield our friends from our true emotions it's because we know that the only thing that awaits us is death. Will we ever know our purpose? Do we have a purpose? Or are we just empty shells to fill with more lies, heartbreak and sorrow?
