Where do I find hope with no faith and religion?
Where do I find peace without tranquility in myself?
Where do I find spirit to keep going when all I feel is
myself slipping farther away from happiness?
How do I become enthusiastic to face obstacles
to overcome my anxious soul and find meaning
without it being ironic that I have been lost for ages.
And that I am having a hard time loving myself.
That I am never satisfied with what I have.
That I see sarcastic connotations in everything.
That nothing feels good anymore, nothing feels vibrant.
It's mysterious how I used to feel many emotions but now
I live my life in a fever dream turned into reality.
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Words collected from:
hyyochi