I have always noticed that things get harder as we all get older.
Growing up and seeing everyone you have ever loved just simply fade away….
They fade away like white dust that flies through the wind in the summer..
I don’t understand why people must go on or why they have to die, but maybe one day the answer will soon be known..
I see people on a daily basis.. Some seem okay and normal for a change, others are walking around like they are zombiefied, but me?
Where do I fit in?
Somedays I feel alright while other days my mind steadily creeps behind..
Lurking in the dark and wanting to control, I have yet to let my soul decide.