the void inside keeps growing.

whereas, the tears had stopped building.

thoughts keep getting in the way,

but what am i supposed to do?

i can't even use my words to explain.

when did i reach this point? look,

as seconds constantly turned into hours,

the more i concede it's endless.

it's better to not resist it before

it devours you and leave you helpless.

before i knew it, i'm pondering again

yet at this moment, it's unusually empty.

i hate what my sanity is declaring,

it isn't true, right?

almost getting the hang of it

but can no longer keep up?