Drained and all
I'm drained. That's it. I'm exhausted. I'm through. Physically, morally, mentally, spiritually.
Everything seems to be walking on the spot for me. Nothing really changes for me or in me. Sometimes I just want to stop fighting and struggling and just rest but I can't because I keep on reassuring myself there is something to chase and grasp. But for what aim?
The river is just a river, the trees are all barrens, and the streets are full of strangers.
P.S. Don't worry. I do not plan on killing myself.