Why.
WHY CAN'T I EVEN TAKE CARE AND DEFEND THOSE I LOVE.
I am broken. Well beyond repair. I should have stopped working a long time ago. But still I keep living! Why? What is the reason? WHere is my place? Why it is there? or is it here? I know there is reason, BECAUSE THE WORLD HASN'T KILLED ME YET.
So why? If it isn't for the sake of those I love, because I am not allowed to take care of them, what is it?
Am I something greater than everyone else, or am I below them?
WHY IS EVERYTHING I LOVE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME?
All I ever want to know right now, is all I live for in vain. All I ever want to know.
I hope I will find out soon. But what I find out might also be my end.
_Atlas