All those little words, doesn't seem to matter anymore. When words lost their meaning, what do we have left? The empty part of me is struggling and the part that's so full it's about to burst is somewhat lost yet very present. I'm trying to find the part that keeps me going without any idea of what I'm looking for. What do you do, when you realise that this is something that you can't runaway from. You have to accept. Acceptance is one thing, everything else is another. How do you tell the difference when you don't have a reason to Why? I don't have the why, so why do I keep searching for a thing that can't exist in my world?