Stuck in Limbo, an eternity  of rain and coldness.

Puffy eyes, runny nose are how I look everyday.

Empty void.

I lose passion for strumming melancholy rhythms in this guitar .

I lose passion for creating and alternate reality were I play God and create my nature and arts.

I lose passion for creating stories with better worlds.

I lose passion for waking up in the mornings with no purpose.

I lose passion for breathing.

Lose passion for speaking.

No passion for living.
No passion at all.