I wait.
Wait for the tears to roll down.
But emptiness has filled me to that level,
that I'm incapable anymore.
Incapable to shed tears.

I  have now excepted the emptiness.
Doesn't bother me anymore.
Don't get me wrong.
I don't like it this way.
It's not my choice.

Dreaded. Scared.Depressed.
I'm everything one doesn't ever want to be.

You know how a plant grows ?
Slowly and swiftly,
You don't notice at first.
You don't know that it's there.
But it's growing and it will continue to do so until you accept it.

This feeling is similar.
The feeling is slow and swift at first.  
But, until you accept it.  It will continue.

Continue to eat from your inside and **** you.
You know it doesn't seem as bad as it is at the beginning.

But it kills you.
Slowly and swiftly.