Dr Ellman once said that only we can make sense of our lives.
So, if I cannot find sense
then the life doesn’t make sense
Looking for the point is like looking for the feeling that, perhaps, has never been in you.
You try to grab their physical edges, while they tiresomely blur away within your memories. Within dreams that used to be alive.
Your life, mixed with illusion and high expectations, crashed like a simple machine that you entrusted your life to.
your dreams escaped
your flesh exposed
now you’re lost and sad