Walking around in a mindless blur
Faces passing by in masks of different hues
Letting life slip through like grains of sand
Why push forward, when there is nothing to reach.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck-fuckity-fuck, fuck.
I don't know what I've been feeling lately. Nothing. There is an unexplainable emptiness inside of me. I never know what I'm doing. I don't seem to give a shit anymore. To those who have taken the time to comment or even just read my blogs, it's appreciated. You don't have to, this place is just where I put down my random babbles and thoughts. My mom, sister and niece left today. They went to go back to Nunavut for the funeral. Everyone is leaving me, I can't help but feel alone and empty.

I don't think that I'm depressed or anything. Half the time there is still a endless smile on my face, half the time I'm laughing. I just don't feel anything right now. I don't feel like socializing at the moment, so I'm sorry if I'm not all there. I'm sorry if I zone out.

She watched the bottle slip to the ground below
Shattering, breaking to a million little pieces.
He grabbed her by the hands and pulled her in his arms
"Don't give up," he said, "I'll love you till the end"
Trying to find the truth in his words- -
Looking for the comfort she once knew

She looked into his eyes
And saw a the reflection of pain
Wanting nothing but the stars and the moon,
It all came crashing down.
Down to the ground.
Swallowing her whole, she pulled herself out
And back in his arms
Reaching towards some sense of security.

"How do I know," she asked, "that this isn't a lie.
That you won't turn your back?"
Taking a swig, she tried to hold back.
She let it all go.
The tears they fell, and he wiped them away.

And he's searching;
and she's searching.