Speechless I lay down my head. Shaking from this feeling of emptiness. Every f****** time I try to create definitions of what my missions are, and why are we brought to this world when the end result is totally f*****, I choke for air, and tears flow like bleeding rivers from my eyes, down my cheek, ending where once I will lay. I can never find words to express that how I feel being totally helpless, and alone with this, but I just can never stop worrying about this, even if I end up, and become f****** nothing, just like everyone else will. Well, I guess, this is natural order, well f*** that. And what makes it scarier, are all the people who just try to cash in on this, all those people waiting for it. No f****** dogmas can save me, no f****** higher power can save me. Just myself, and my creativity, all the things I care for, and all the people I just love for being here. And f***, this is why it hurts, this why it hurts. All the things we lived for, are just going to be f****** nothing. Just like you. Just like me. But these are our catalysts to keep us going on and on and on and on and on and on and on. I can never find words to express that how I feel. f***, I just can never say goodbye. I hate to say goodbye, it's unfair to say goodbye, I don't want to say goodbye.