I've lost all sources of inspiration and motivation, pushing on with blind hope that's fading now also.
I thought that if I worked hard enough then there'd be some sort of future for me but the harder I push, the more I realise that there isn't one, I'm clinging to one last avenue of possibility but that too seems to be dwindling away.
I'm almost 25, still haven't found a single reason to keep on going beyond guilt, but with the guilt becoming less and less overpowering, there's nothing stopping me from ending it all.
There's no longer a true purpose or place for me.

















