• magikarp 64w


    What's the use in living when there's nothing worth living for. What's the point in fighting when no noble cause remains. What's the point in holding on when everyone is letting go. What's the point in trying when no one truly understands. Bleeding into these empty hands where all I hold slips through my fingers like the ever-flowing sands of time tracing a path back to before everything turned on a dime from love to war I can't fight it anymore this feeling of uselessness and pain is driving me insane and the harder I try the more hello just feels like goodbye because it's impossible to believe anyone cares when no one is there and the tears don't matter as the blood hits the floors and splatters leaving like the final breath fitting for this nobody with nothing left but a lonely death.