Maybe it’s finally left me

I doubt it though

I just can’t seem to think anything today

Did, but didn’t, make breakfast for myself today

At least I managed that

There’s nothing like having nothing to say

I feel like so much has tumbled out of me

It should only follow that there would be times the torrent would ebb

To no one

To no one

I don’t have enough in me to get what I truly want

I’m missing something

And there’s no one to tell me what it is

It was supposed to be easy

No you never said that this would be easy

It was still supposed to be

There’s no way I would willingly enter into a deal that includes the possibility of collosal failure

I already know about the power of absolute failure

The percentage chance that no matter what happens you will never succeed

I don’t know why I thought anything would come of it

You can’t just put effort into things

You have to put effort into things in the way they want or it’s useless

Pointless

Meaningless

There’s nothing here but questions and words

Questions that will never have answers and words that will never live

Like why did I even try?

And higher, desire, and fire.

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