everything is just the same..
the only difference is
im afraid to dream again..
when you get the world in your hands
and u lose it all in just a glance..
what it feels like..
imagining is not hard
but suffering and surviving is!
resisting the despair turned out impossible for me.
And the darkness never seems to go away.
It refuses to give up!
i try..but then i get tired..
and once again i lose the optimism..