A vague feeling on sadness, seemingly without cause.
A vague feeling of sadness.
A vague feeling.
A feeling that makes you think.
A feeling that forces you to think.
It forces you to think of whats and whys. Of whos and wheres and whens.
It forces you to think about what happened and why are you feeling so down. It forces you to think of who caused and where and when it happened.
It forces you to think. It forces you to think so hard that you try and try to trace everything in the past, may it be recent or not, that may have caused that feeling.
It forces you to look back at your life and see how messed up it is.
It forces you to look back and wonder if you could ever fix it.
And maybe you could.
But there are times.
There are times that you just want to break down. There are times that you just want to give up.
Because so what.
Life is horrible and terrifying and scary and it has put you in the bottom of the heap.
But it could be worth it.
You’d like to believe it is worth it.
So you do.