All her dreams are made of strawberry lemonade . . .

The end of this anchor...

This isn't how it's supposed to be.

It weighs down heavy upon my heart.
I have no words left. No actions. No fight left.
No hope. No expectations left. No surprises.. No life left.
It's all so gone.
And the only thing I have left is this emptiness
that's completely paved over what was once before.
Of a hollow feeling that means nothing in the end.
And i hate what it's become.
A mere vague scenario you casually stroll through while trying to pass through life.
I'm so saddened and i feel so little and helpless and invisible.
I feel so hopeless and futile... so detached.

It wasn't supposed to be this way... :(