Dear World,
I have hit rock bottom, an all time low, and honestly I'm so confused. I've been constantly swimming and drowning in my thoughts that my lungs have shriveled into prunes. The city lights have lost their glimmer, Broadway's glory has diminished in my eyes, and I swear mom's apple pie isn't doing anything.
I have concluded that I am in the middle of a winter in my life. Nothing but cold and loneliness. I would also like to confirm there's no firewood or winter jacket to keep my heart from freezing. Many say that you must keep walking through the snow and wind no matter the numbing feeling in tips of your toes, but I absolutely cannot stand it!
The world is no longer as beautiful to me, and I am afraid, so dearly afraid, that the beauty I once saw is lost in the dark swallowing void for eternity. I miss whistling along with the birds, dancing with the rabbits, and painting with pastels on easels. I keep on trying, but it's been quite unsuccessful. While I whistled with the birds I lost the rhythm, when I danced with the rabbits I realized that all of them left, and the saddest of all I ran out of pastels. Oh world what am I suppose to do?
Shall I rot and wait for this endless winter to end or shall I do something? Doing something is quite the commitment, but I pledge my word for it. Just give me a sign, more preferably a giant glowing sign, but anything will work. I usually don't believe in miracles, but I'm so desperately lonely that I'm driving myself insaner by the day.
World, you and I haven't acquainted well over the span of years, but let's make that change. In the name of all things happy I pray for the sign. I haven't have much to thank you for world especially after dad's accident, but I know you can't control everything. No I'm not forgiving you nor am I holding a grudge. I am simply saying I understand the circumstances, and I wish to merely bend them a little. No subtle hints please obvious as possible. I can be, er, a bit oblivious to my surroundings.
Sincerely,
A Lost Little Girl aka Ferris
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