Non-miracle

And here I am, wondering what lies ahead, what will happen next.

Somehow or rather emptiness is creeping in quickly despite the brave jovial front I put up day to day.

I just want to drift away and lay my thoughts to rest. I wish the end would come quickly for life has turned into an endless drag of non-meanings.

I am so tired of waiting, so tired of doing time in this imaginary prison.

I wonder why life has to come to such.